They might not have mastered the art of soundtracks yet back in the early sixties, nor the perfect endings (flock of birds just flying away felt a little inconclusive... symbolism of an impending move or no), but damn if they could make a good movie anyway.
It's a Western in every way of the word, with actors that could actually ride, had real grit, and weapons that didn't seem to just blow sparks and hit nothing. It has the trademark tragedy and hardship too, with the Indian girl, the lonely ranger, the brother who never was... and a forbidden love I feel like I should've expected. Yet it's a story without a perfect ending. Whatever road Rachel could've chosen it would've been a bad one.
I'm still happy they gunned it out as family though. And Rachel is one spectacular main character - more mysterious when it's over than when it first started.
Surprisingly good movie. Victimizing and gritty. And a reminder: times right now really ain't so bad after all. Hope it went well for them all way out in... Wisconsin, was it?
Was about to say Winchester.
rated 4/5: fo shizzle
This one really felt like a gem btw. Not perfect, but real. Great movie.