Open Range evaluation action
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Joannie 2022-04-20 09:01:55
I rewatched it four years later, and I saw the part about buying sugar before I realized that I had seen it before (and actually downloaded the same file), Costner is not like Kasdan, his style is a simple and direct binary opposition, I think After the end of the mob, it is interesting that the civilians start to hunt down the remnants of the mob, but Costner is not obsessed with these issues but builds the image of Charley's stalwart. This is the only thing that comes to mind, the battle of Yuma and the death of the sharpshooter)
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Karley 2022-04-23 07:02:45
Western theme, bad marksmanship.
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Charley Waite: Weren't the only thing he said. Most time, a man will tell you his bad intentions if you listen, let yourself hear.
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Boss Spearman: Charley, you all right?
Charley Waite: I'm fine.
Boss Spearman: Seems like you was, you know...
Charley Waite: I said I'm fine. Just got some old feelings coming up.
Boss Spearman: You know, we never asked each other much. That's always been okay with me. I figured it was okay with you. But you said some things the last couple of days. Things that seemed like they had kind of a history to them. Hey, Charley?
Charley Waite: Don't stand behind me, Boss.
Charley Waite: [scene change to night] When I was a kid, a bunch of us would go into the woods with our peashooters. Nothing fancy, just enough to kill a bird or a squirrel, maybe something larger if we was lucky. Killed my first man in them woods. Held the paper on our farm, and after my pa died, he'd come around to get payment from my mom in any way he could. Weren't much older than Button when I shot him in the throat. Knew there'd be more killing, so I run off and joined the Army. War was on. They was only too happy to have me. My first skirmish was like hunting with my friends. We just sat up in some trees, and they came marching at us. Must have been a hundred of them dead after the smoke cleared. Went around and shot the rest who weren't. Those of us with the knack was made into a special squad so we could travel light and on our own into enemy territory. Orders were pretty simple. Make trouble wherever we could. With room like that, it wasn't long before we was killing men that weren't even in uniform. Seemed like that went on the rest of the war. After that, I come West. Lot of call for a man with them skills. And I put them to work for men just like Baxter. Every once in a while, I almost get through a day without thinking about who I am, what I'd done.