starring William S. Hart
Bill Hart returns to the screen in a story laid in the time
when the Indian territory was turned over to the homesteaders.
The scene in which the prospective land owners, waiting for the cannon's boom which would send them racing in to stake their claims, furnished a brand new thrill. Forty miles they had to cover to reach the acres waiting for them.
Of course, Bill Hart on his black stallion outdistanced all others and staked the choicest claim for the girl he loved. It is good entertainment.
Starring William S. Hart
Bill Hart hasn't been round on the silversheet in a long, long while, but he certainly looks as if he had discovered the fountain of youth. In "Tumbleweeds" (United Artists) the pioneer two-gun good-bad man has a picture which should bring him back into popular favor. It has everything which endeared him to the fans when he was the chief disciple of Westerns. Call it obvious -- call it what you will, nevertheless you can't get away from the fact that it packs away a lot of action -- action that has served faithfully for a score of years.
Th new Western revolves around the heroics which arose out on the homesteading land rush into the Cherokee Nation of Oklahoma -- and Bill plays the part of an adventurer who is compared to the tumbleweed, a plant that blows across the prairie and never settles down. Bill spies the girl and decides to register a claim, although he is "agin" the homesteaders' taking over the ranges. The action shows up a lot of villainy in the race for the best claims -- and naturally, Bill and the girl win.
The big rush is the high spot of the picture, aside from Hart's very creditable acting and the vivid appeal of Barbara Bedford as the heroine. It's all very much to the prairie and is satisfactory in every way.
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