scythempress

Jill Henessey is looking old, as is Sutherland, because he is. Slaters constant drinking, smoking and quotes got old fast. Henessey as an Annie Oakley wanna be, finally gets a chance to use the gun she keeps displaying to shoot her worthless criminal brother and doesn't. Why in the world didn't any of the fools who saw the masked marauders during the day put two and two together on their clothes and hats? They looked the same in town except no masks. Even in those days, you didn't just pull the badge off a dead man and become his replacement. A bounty hunter who is also a US Marshal is tracking a man who cheated at cards in a Mexico prison resulting in the death of one prisoner and the release of another for a family that wants revenge. Wow, talk about a reach. The only thing I find mildly good about this is the ending. Everything from opening credits to that point was a waste of time.

Slow. Very slow. Mediocre at best until the last 20 minutes when Clint becomes the Clint we all know and love. Up to that point, wow. Half blind lying punk supposed to be killer couldn't hit his ass with both hands, black guy who can only think about sex because he has been away from his wife for almost 12 hours and absolutely must have a whore this very minute. I was at home watching and when Freeman starts questioning Clint on his sex life and whether or not he jerks off, well I was uncomfortable for him. Hackman played a good role, of course, playing an asshole is easy for one. Everything else was just weak. I have heard more than one person say either this was Eastwood's best as a director, or best western ever made. I say no way to both.