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Dario 2022-04-24 07:01:15
The western grasslands of the United States are just like China's Tibet and Xinjiang. There are no handsome guys, and beautiful women are also half-old milfs, but the wandering mood made me read more than 2 hours of western cowboy fighting stories. There is no suspense, and it is straightforward. Perhaps in my heart, I will always plant a grassland...
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Elsie 2022-04-24 07:01:15
Only the magnificent west can raise magnificent men. Beautiful scenery and...
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Consuelo 2022-04-24 07:01:15
Typical western with a good ending and a melodious...
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Alan 2022-04-23 07:02:45
The gentleman and lady of the old west, the exposition of friendship, emotion and justice is not bad. When the whole town collectively opened fire on the police station, it was the beginning of the real recovery of independent property...
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Matt 2022-04-23 07:02:45
The bad guys are all dead, and the hero will finally return with the beauty~~ "I want to kiss you thousands of times before I...
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Mortimer 2022-04-23 07:02:45
It is more traditional and rough than "Dancing With Wolves", and it is much gentler and more delicate than traditional Westerns. It can be said that Kevin used his own style to shoot an old-fashioned Western story. Compared with "Dancing With Wolves", his skills are more mature and improved. But photography and lighting have always been his weak...
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Isac 2022-04-23 07:02:45
In 1882, the male protagonist and his party of four lived by grazing cattle and horses in the western plains of North America. At the end of this pioneering era, their freedom was restricted. Two of them were killed and one injured in a sneak attack by the evil forces in the town, which made the cowboys. Furious, and joined forces with the town's justice warriors to fight back severely! The scenery is beautiful, the cowboy is cool and handsome....
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Alden 2022-04-23 07:02:45
What we lack is what we desire. Freedom, tenacity, forbearance and restraint. I remember the feeling of watching the Battle of the Alamo at the beginning, a hundred years of life, time travels backwards, passing by in a hurry, and all of a sudden. Looking at the time, there is nothing to prove that our generation has survived, and the meaning of life may lie in a kind of persistence that never bows, a spirit of...
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Haylie 2022-04-23 07:02:45
This is a film that teaches people to be honest and sunny. Don't think that passers-by who pass by your house will pick the fruit on the branches outside the fence, and don't submit to the "mighty" again and again - the collective attention will only Corruption and degeneration of...
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Jarvis 2022-04-23 07:02:45
I really like this kind of western work that is eloquent and paved to the last wave of...
Open Range Comments
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Alexanne 2021-12-31 08:03:07
Cowboy in the sunset
There is a theory that Westerns is a genre that has declined.
If we say that the day of decline of the ancient Colosseum is the time of the fall of the Roman Empire, then the end of Hollywood is the end of the United States.
Western films are the perfect embodiment of the American spirit.
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Eriberto 2021-12-31 08:03:07
A pure man's western history
What are the requirements for a pure man? First of all, you have to have an experience that is quite legendary in the eyes of others but unbearable in your own eyes. Because a woman who likes fantasy will fall in love with a man full of mystery. Secondly, there must be standards of life that are...
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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.
