Silver Queen

o her fiancé to settle up with her father’s creditors. Unknowingly, she also has a would-be suitor in “Kincaid” (George Brent) who discovers that her money isn’t going where she intended, but instead to prop up a silver mine that he had given “Forsythe” to give to her as a wedding gift - her father had originally owed  it. With her now successful and her would-be spouse facing ruin of his own, things all come to an head when “Kincaid” faces him down with the truth. Yes, it is quite derivative, but I quite enjoyed this workmanlike effort that’s helped along by Pallette and by Guinn Williams’ jovial “Blackie”, but the leading roles are less than imposing. Brent and Cabot are a really quite bland and every time I saw Lane I keep wishing it were Barbara Stanwyck. Still, it doesn’t hang about, gives us a sense of just how fragile wealth was back then amongst the pioneers and luck-riders and it’s got a nippy score too. Maybe not the most memorable, but I found it killed eighty minutes fine.