Stop us if you've heard this one before: James Garner, fleeing from a dangerous scenario he wants no part of, gets mixed up with a little boy he only sort of barely tolerates, meets a widowed woman living all on her own in a lonely, isolated location, and through gruffness and the power of 1970s masculinity endears himself to all and escapes danger. No, we didn't rewatch that Castaway Cowboy movie, we watched Disney's ONE LITTLE INDIAN and experienced a whole lot of deja vu.