Review – Pale Rider

Normally I steer clear of most westerns, but when it’s a Clint Eastwood vehicle I’ll generally make an exception. And this one is classic Clint, with a man with no name inflicting plenty of violent revenge on the bad guys. This time around wealthy strip miners are abusing a poor community of gold panners. Enter a mysterious preacher, the apparent answer to the prayer of a girl whose dog was slaughtered by the strip miner’s goons. No man of the cloth ever kicked this much ass since Kung Fu went off the air, especially after the collar comes off and the gun comes out. Stir in a dose of environmentalism and just a little apocalyptic religious allegory, and you have the makings of a fine action movie. Worth seeing