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Where Have All the Westerns Gone?

Posted in Whatever with tags , , , on 09/13/2012 by McCutcheon

What guy out there grew up with having never watched a Western? My own dad wasn’t obsessed or anything but we definitely had seen a fair amount when we were younger.

John Wayne’s name was thrown around enough for me to know who he was without ever having watched one of his movies. Looking back on it though, the Westerns that I’d list as my favorites today or even childhood favorites were ones that my dad never actually even cared about.

The Quick and the Dead (1995) was one in particular that I was a fan of as a kid even though looking back, it’s clearly got that Sam Raimi flavor. Close-up zooms, giant holes blown into dummy heads, so on and so forth. We’ve had a handful since then but nothing that the public has latched onto. So the real question is, where have all the Westerns gone? Continue reading

Jason Statham is Man’s Last Hope

Posted in Whatever with tags , , , , , on 08/05/2012 by McCutcheon

“When I’m not punching people, I’m thinking of people to punch.”

This article was originally going to be about how Arnold Schwarzenegger doesn’t care about human life. Who else could throw an entire machete straight through a man, sticking him to the wall, make a joke at his expense (“Stick avound”), and then continue murdering the rest of his friends? Only Arnold. That’s just how that guy rolls. Watching the old Total Recall and then the ’73 version of The Mechanic after that, a friend and I got to thinking- there are no more Hollywood tough guys.

We’re not the first ones to think of this, sure, but what exactly are the reasons? The choices? Who’s left out there? Who is worthy? It ain’t Ryan Reynolds, that’s for sure. Is it the times? Has the Macho appeal faded? But I’m not just talking about having huge arms and carrying an anti-aircraft gun, I’m just talking about being a good old fashioned tough guy. The question: Where’s a modern day Eastwood or Bronson? The answer? We don’t have one. And I don’t know how to feel about it. Continue reading