Zellweger’s unattractiveness makes way for manly love
No genre has as much baggage as a Western: The label instantly conjures a set of narrow thematic and narrative formulas. After all, when was the last time a director set a movie in the wild Western frontier just because he liked the outfits? The utterly peculiar character of that place and time is too potent to be ignored. The rugged individualism, easy violence and rough justice of the age beg for satisfying if predictable stories. “Appaloosa,” on the other hand, has a refreshingly new saga to tell for a Western — a story of deep and abiding affection between two friends.
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