The Magnificent Seven
Give me my two hours back! Going back to what I said about The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance. This is the kind of Western that gives Westerns a bad name for me. I cannot stand this kind of stuff. It’s like The Great Escape. Big cast, big screen, big score, crappy script. It’s the kind of movie mechanics watch on a Sunday afternoon when Formula 1 isn’t on, and they feel proud of themselves because it’s “old”. Even Elmer Bernstein’s great theme gets annoying after an hour. Surely nobody walked out of this movie remembering anything but the theme? Yawn! Grr! Never again! Etc!