Plot: Dirt gets a shiny neighbor—Gilt Gulch—built on a shiny promise: a miracle pipeline that never runs dry. When the taps cough dust and the moonshiner moles vanish underground, Sheriff Rango saddles up with Beans and the mariachi owls (still narratin’ doom with gusto). A masked tycoon called The Prospector is skimming the aquifer with burrowing rigs and a clockwork water train. Trailer flashes: a saloon brawl inside a floating water globe, a roadrunner chase through saguaro “organ pipes,” tumbleweed surf down a canyon, and a salt‑flat heist where a water tower sprints on spidery legs. As the desert hums with storm static, Rango must bluff bigger than a thunderhead and bet his badge on one last, thirsty gamble.

 Verdict: Dust‑dry wit, painterly vistas, and spaghetti‑western swagger—equal parts goofy and glorious. If the full film keeps this twang and heart, the chameleon’s still king of the desert.