Big city gangster muscle in on ranch territory with a cattle protection racket. Out to stop them is federal agent Jack Perrin.
When things get hot for them in the city, gang boss Mack takes his men west to run their protection racket scheme. The FBI sends Bob Blake to investigate and he finds trouble on the Hess ranch. Touring the ranch he finds the gangsters shooting cattle. He trails them to their hideout only to be caught and made a prisoner.
A Spine-Tingling Drama of the West!
Interesting idea of big-city Tommy-gun carrying gangsters trying their tricks out on the range during the Depression.
Ordinarily I don't like the anachronism of horses and cars, or cowboys and city-slicker gangsters, but in "Gun Grit," it's a combination that works beautifully.
Jack Perrin is not a household word these days but he is very personable and handles the action well.
He is aided immensely by some excellent directing of William Berke, who for some reason is known here as Lester Williams.
Director Berke uses brilliant camera angles and close-ups with superior cutting to create or give the impression of action that a lesser film or lesser director would not.
We viewers are greatly the beneficiaries.
Perrin and Berke are also helped immensely by the presence of the very great David Sharpe, known generally as a stunt man, but by me as one excellent actor, one superlative active actor, and one of my favorites.
Also present was one of the finest character actors the B Western ever had, Earl Dwire.
My first experiences with him were roles where he was the strong and silent bad guy. If he spoke he was in a quietly menacing tone.
In "Gun Grit," he is a high-voiced almost-comedic "Uncle Joe," and shows he was an actor, An Actor, a very talented Actor.
Quite unusually for a B Western, the bad guys have their own personalities, and are almost likable, or would be if they were not killers.