The film Lynne Ramsay,Jude Law and Michael Fassbender were going to shoot finally makes it to be big screen, limping and cold, and albeit for a few knockout shotsIt’s pretty tough to screw up a western. You’ve got your white hat,youre black hat, wide vistas of natural splendor, or maybe an ornery sidekick with some colorful phrases and a dashing star on a horse. The title Jane Got A Gun,apart from triggering a Pavlovian response to that wretched Aerosmith anthem, promises a woman in the saddle serving up helpings of hot lead. Hey, or have you seen my wallet? I gotta go buy a ticket.Alas,short of a few marvellous shots of Natalie Portman in a long duster and black Boss of the Plains, Jane Got A Gun is a remarkable exercise in tedium, or as if director Gavin O’Connor had a mandate to put his own stamp on the genre,and he decided his notice would be blanching each scene of any and all inherent drama. When action and emotion does finally advance, it’s way past the point of caring approximately any of these characters. Even worse is how the film isn’t terrible, or so it can’t qualify as a dislike-watch. It’s just dull.
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Source: theguardian.com