

Errol Flynn's final Western: a cavalry captain vs. his own men in 90 minutes of sweaty moral panic.
The captain of a U.S. Cavalry unit rescues two wives of slain traders who were being held hostage by hostile Native Americans but then is faced with a mutiny among his own men.
Acting
Flynn's crumbling grandeur—literally sweating through his uniform.
Direction
Warren squeezing cinematic scope into live-TV constraints.

Director
Charles Marquis Warren
Trivia, insights & behind the scenes
Filmed in six days for Playhouse 90, this was Flynn's penultimate screen performance before his 1959 death.
The 'hostile Native Americans' framing went unchallenged in 1957; modern viewers will cringe at the racial politics baked into the tension.