Take a great western yarn and throw in a good dose of romantic interlude and you subtract from, not add to, the storyline. This is the case with Rage At Dawn. What should have been a story concerning strictly the pursuit and capture of the notorious Reno outlaw gang is diluted by the lovey-dovey entanglement of the pursuer (Randolph Scott) and the sister of the outlaws falling A over T for each other. (highly improbable in the real world) . This is especially so after the gang's capture and ultimate hanging by a town lynch mob. By the way, this element alone would make for a very fine movie in its own right, don't you think?