One of Doris Day's lesser-known entries from late in her film career, one even she wishes she had passed on. Feisty female turns rancher in this feminist western, butting heads with the local-yokels in a distaff variation on "The Sheepman". Doris doesn't look her best here (blame it on that wig), although her conniption fits are as funny as ever. When Day gets her ire up, it's really something to behold. But the film is unbelievably anachronistic, especially since this was 1967. No wonder she later turned to TV; this plays like a failed TV pilot, with a supporting cast to match! Directed by genre-mainstay Andrew V. McLaglen, who must have been looking at his watch. *1/2 from ****
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