`Son of Paleface' has the edge over its predecessor, `Paleface'. Much more lively and sparky. The two stories are similar, in that Hope's wet-buffoon character pursues Jane Russell's hard-nosed character, but there's much more fun along the way.
Russell is an outlaw, `The Torch', and Hope is Paleface's son, who has left behind his Harvard education and come out West to claim his late daddy's fortune, bequeathed to him in his will.
Of course, there is no fortune - or so it appears - and Hope must therefore fend off the irate citizenry who want him to pay off the debts his father owed them.
Roy Rogers plays his usual unblemished, singing cowboy role, with faithful Trigger beneath him. He's been hired to track down The Torch, but of course, is unmoved by her obvious attractions and concerned only with justice. Rogers' affinity with his horse, in preference for Russell's charms, is poked fun at by Hope to good effect.
Plenty of silly verbal and sight gags throughout, and it must be said that the screen-double used for Hope in some scenes bears not even a remote resemblance to him.
Nonetheless, this film is good fun and raises many a giggle even today. One to sit back and enjoy for its numerous good points.