Philosophical western about a genius professor from Boston who goes to Texas to get some relief for his tuberculosis, and ends up joining a ruthless gang of killers. He initially tries to reform their immoral lives, but quickly develops a lust for power once he learns to handle a gun. Packs in plenty of shoot 'em up violence, Pinkertons and fist fights, but also has a more thoughtful and intelligent script than the average Spaghetti western.

Wise-ass plot that would have needed an exceptionally good writer to pull it off, then it could have been something special. But no, it's lame.