Once again horror and the Western fail to mix. This time around that’s at least in part because the supernatural is superficial, almost an afterthought rather than an actual part of the plot. The hero (Josh Brolin) is out of every you-killed-my-family-prepare-to-die movie Clint Eastwood ever made. The villain (pathetically under-cast John Malkovich) is little more than cardboard leftovers from Wild Wild West, especially with his scheme to restart the Civil War and win the day for the CSA via a weapon of mass destruction. I felt sorry for Brolin stuck behind uncomfortable makeup designed to make him look like half his face was burned off. Other than sympathy for the actor, the only emotion I felt about this movie one way or another was mild annoyance at the hero for wearing a Confederate uniform. See if desperate
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