Fury at Furnace Creek is a frustrating little B Western. The frustration comes from the fact that there's a darn good flick somewhere in Fury, one that always seems on the verge of taking off but that never works up enough speed to really get to where it wants to go. The set-up is very promising, as two oil-and-water brothers try to work toward a common goal of proving their father innocent of charges against him, and there are moments in Charles G. Booth and Winston Miller's screenplay that have plenty of punch and others that have a fair amount of sparkle in them; their "tree-toting" jail is an inspiration, even if it comes across as a mite silly in context. Yet despite these assets, the screenplay as a whole fails to satisfy. H. Bruce Humberstone's direction is fine, even good in places, but lacking in the spark that would fire up the whole project. And while Victor Mature has the looks and the basic general demeanor necessary for the leading role, he doesn't have the acting chops to make his performance any more than adequate. Albert Dekker does very well as the villain, Coleen Gray is pleasing as the love interest, and the supporting cast as a whole is more than decent; but they can't get Fury to soar.