dougdoepke Two young lovers flee a murderous rancher's posse. In 1956, Warner Bros. paired up two of their most promising young contract players in this movie and one other, The Girl He Left Behind. Unfortunately for the studio, neither film caught fire. Hunter certainly had the All-American good looks but in the acting department was no James Dean, while Wood's struggle here with a Mexican accent amounts to little more than an honest effort.Wisely, the studio stacked the dialog with a veteran supporting cast—Akins, Franzen, and Teal —who carry most of the lines. At the same time, was there ever a better nasty young punk than the great Skip Homeier, who could hold his own with any heavyweight actor. Also, it's too bad the young Earl Holliman didn't have matinée good looks because he could have injected real feeling into Trace's pivotal part.The cast itself gets to ride around greater LA in a generally non-scenic Technicolor Western. However, the showpiece brawl over the big rocks and into the roaring river is a real doozy. Hunter certainly earned his salary with that one. Then too, Franzen's Indian tracker is nicely conceived and adds a good ironical touch to the fairly predictable outcome.All in all, the movie amounts to little more than a minor vehicle for two of the studio's attractive young stars. The talented Wood, at least, would go on to bigger and better things.

Tweekums This western opens well enough; we see three men from the waste down as they sneak up on a fourth man, who is chopping wood, and shoot him in the back. The man's brother, Trace Jordon, looks at their tracks and sees from their footprints that one is lame and another wears fancy Mexican spurs, the third left a cigar butt. He follows them into town with the intention of seeing the sheriff; however his office has been destroyed. He soon learns that the men all work for Joe Sutton; the local major landowner who is trying to clear everybody else from the area so he owns the whole valley by the time it comes to register ownership. Trace confronts Sutton and in the ensuing gunfight Sutton is wounded. Trace rides off but is shot in the back. When he wakes up he finds his horse has carried him to the well of a local sheep farm. Here he is helped by Maria-Christina Colton, a woman whose father was murdered by Sutton. When the posse of Sutton's men arrives she claims to have no idea where Trace is. She drugs their coffee then escapes to meet up with Trace. From then on they struggle to keep ahead of the posse so they can get to the nearest army outpost and report the murder of Trace's brother.There are plenty of clichés in this minor example of the western genre; a brother seeking revenge, a woman who eventually falls for his charms and a gang of vicious thugs who will shoot a man in the back or force themselves on a woman given half a chance; the only ones in the group with any standards were the half-Indian tracker and their leader and the latter was shot in the back by Sutton's son fairly early into the pursuit. The acting was good enough; Natalie Wood was suitably feisty as Maria although I don't think her accent would fool any real Mexicans! Tab Hunter was a decent enough lead but Skip Homeier made more of his role as the unpleasant Jack Sutton. The action was decent and the final fight between Trace and Sutton looked genuinely painful at times; of course being made when it was the shootings look a little unbelievable; I'm sure even a minor wound would leave a bigger blood patch than we saw here! Overall it was a reasonable will that fans of the genre may like, it contains nothing to offend so is suitable for younger viewers who like a bit of action too.

wes-connors Soon after his brother has been shot to death, handsome Tab Hunter (as Trace Jordan) arrives in the western town of "Esperanza". Along with Mr. Hunter, we quickly learn the man responsible for murdering brother is young cigar-stomping Skip Homeier (as Jack Sutton). As it turns out, Mr. Homeier and his gang have run the sheriff out of town; they also shoot anyone who tries to stake a claim in the area. Hunter is advised to leave town immediately, but refuses. With his muscular frame and quick draw, Hunter easily infiltrates the Sutton ranch, to demand justice.Wounded in a shoot-out, Hunter barely escapes from the ranch. He collapses near the home of sexy sheepherder Natalie Wood (as Maria Colton). Taunted by the "Sutton Gang" due to her mixed heritage (English father, Mexican mother) and preference for dresses that accentuate her beautifully-shaped breasts, Ms. Wood hides Hunter from Homeier, and nurses him back to health. Hunter and Wood are mutually attracted to each other. Hunter hopes to report Homeier and his gang to the United States Cavalry at nearby Fort Stockwell. Will he get there? Warner Bros. must have known putting popular but unproven Hunter in this high-budgeted CinemaScope western would be a gamble - but, it pays off. He always fit the genre like a glove, and it's too bad a long string of Hunter westerns wasn't forthcoming. Hunter's greatest asset, herein, isn't really his handsomeness; rather, it's that he adds a muscular athleticism to the usual western antics. As you'll plainly see, there was no need to fear Hunter would snap a girdle, or slip a toupee. Trying on a Spanish accent, Wood is tightly outfitted, and highly arousing.Homeier turns in a wonderfully nasty supporting performance. Mixed-raced "Indian" tracker Eduard Franz (as Jacob Lantz), limping liquor-soaked Earl Holliman (as Mort Bayliss), and foreman Claude Akins (as Ben Hindeman) lead a strong supporting cast. With sexless romance and Spanish stereotypes, writer Louis L'Amour (book) and Irving Wallace (script) break no new ground, but you know how these western stories go. Director Stuart Heisler corrals the young stars well; he left feature films for dependable work on episodic western television.******** The Burning Hills (8/23/56) Stuart Heisler ~ Tab Hunter, Natalie Wood, Skip Homeier, Earl Holliman

Martin Bradley As his nicely self-depreciating autobiography suggests Tab Hunter was a slightly more complex and perhaps a somewhat less malleable young actor than maybe his studio would have liked him to be. For starters he was gay and was, to all accounts, comfortable with it, determined to have a private life as well as a public one. He was an early victim of the gossip columnists but he learned to live with it and if he never became a star of the first rank, was seldom out of work.This formulaic western was designed as a vehicle for him and his attractive persona is one reason why it is so watchable. There is nothing particularly original about it and it may come as something of a surprise that it was written by Irving Wallace from a novel by Louis L'Amour. Hunter is the young rancher looking to revenge the murder of his brother, (by dastardly Skip Homeier who likes shooting men in the back). Other villains include Claude Akins and Earl Holliman and the romantic interest is provided by an inadequate but young Natalie Wood. Hunter and Ted McCord's cinema-scope photography ensure it is always easy on the eye.