A slow, slow burn. This is a long movie and it definitely feels long. It’s based around character relationships and dialogue, not setpieces, so there aren’t any big action scenes. This may alienate some of the more casual movie watchers. Additionally, the film does take a while to get into the central Ford-James conflict. The main story hook doesn’t come until a ways into the movie and the beginning does test one’s patience. The film could’ve also been trimmed a bit to cut down on the lengthy runtime and tighten up the pace.
It sure is purdy. The film, shot by the magnificently talented and eternally snubbed Roger Deakins, features some gorgeous, subtle cinematography and immersive production design. It’s hard to question the fact that the film is set in the 1880’s as it looks totally legitimate. There are also some dream-like vignettes with, get this, vignette images which are curiously obvious and not very inspired that accompany some period-accurate (wordiness and all) narration. Nick Cave and Warren Ellis’ melancholy score accompanies the visuals very well, all while staying subtle and unobtrusive.
Dance, monkeys, dance! The performances all around are pretty solid with Casey Affleck definitely stealing the show as the naive, young Robert Ford. His descent into bitterness is shown in a relatable way that makes one question his so-called cowardice. Brad Pitt is pretty understated, though still great with some moments of sociopathic behavior and overall craziness boiling under his reluctance for fame. The supporting cast, however, is kept on a pretty short leash with the incomparable Sam Rockwell playing a restrained, albeit interesting role.