Reviewed:
There is something about good old fashioned Westerns that intrigues me; maybe it is the way the White Hats, the good guys always wore them in the movies, always win against nigh on unbearable odds. The Black Hats, every one of the bad guys, were really bad, and the women were as willing, sexy, beautiful, and young as could be. From roughly the 1850's to the 1900's life on the frontier was hard and sometimes very short. And the Native American Peoples were forced into unbearable living conditions by the proud upstanding gentlemen who ruled them, usually influenced by big business whenever precious metals, or oil was found on reservations. Wilbur was a good boy well brought up very intelligent, loved guns, hunting. and the "West." His father dealt in all the guns available to the general public, and some which weren't. And everywhere Wilbur 2 went so did fifteen year old 'Three' go.
So they embark on a flight in their 'Beaver' to out west, where the weather turns foul, and in the middle of a thunderstorm the plane's engine mysteriously breaks down and they crash some seventy five years earlier; daddy's killed, and Wilbur finds himself stranded in Cherokee territory. So, our Wilbur being of stout heart, and mind, starts to defend his adopted people against the Dept. of Indian Affairs and the two timing US Government.
Enjoy.