Kemp forces Anderson to leave and watches him ride off. The characters continue on without Anderson. The Blackfeet approach and Kemp greets them. But Anderson, hiding behind a log, shoots at the Indians. Thinking they've been ambushed, the Indians fire back and a melee ensues.
On the plus side, the Indians are all wearing full buckskin outfits: shirts and pants. This makes sense since they're high in the mountains and it undoubtedly gets cold. And they all have rifles rather than bows and arrows or spears. On the minus side, they're led by a chief in full regalia. And the actors look as if they're non-Indians.
Let the killing begin
So the setup is decent. The only real flaw is the claim that the Indians will kill all the white people just because one is guilty. They're "friendly" in theory but cruel, savage, and unjust in reality.
But then the shooting begins and the Indians prove to be incredibly stupid. They ride straight at the men behind trees, and the men pick them off one by one. Twelve Indians on horseback vs. four white men on foot, but the outcome isn't in doubt. Soon 12 dead Indians lie sprawled on the ground. Other than Kemp's being shot in the leg, the whites come through unscathed.
Adding to the movie's inevitable attitude of superiority, the white folks gather up Anderson and ride away. No one is angry that Anderson betrayed them and instigated an unprovoked attack. No one feels guilty that they slaughtered 12 human beings who were only defending themselves. After all, the victims were only anonymous Indians.
Most critics seem to think The Naked Spur is the best of the Mann-Stewart collaborations. I'd say The Man from Laramie is a little better than The Naked Spur or Winchester '73. Rob's rating: 7.5 of 10.
For more on the subject, see The Best Indian Movies.