Bone Tomahawk isn't a perfect movie but for those with a love of good character actors it's an obscure little treat that toes the line between The Twilight Zone and Quentin Tarantino.
Don't wet your pants. I don't like Tarantino! There's a lot of talking. A lot. But the action, when it happens, is authentic and gruesome. It's classed as a horror western but it's just cowboys and Indians with conventional horror gore because it's about cannibals and on that front I wasn't disappointed.
Kurt Russell is a natural as always and leads like the pro he is. His chemistry with Richard Jenkins was best, and Jenkins is barely recognisable but is solid as usual. Matthew Fox has impressed me lately with his character efforts and this tops it. He's right out of the frontier days. I can never fault Patrick Wilson either.
The atmosphere seems to build on the fact that there's no music. None. Not even ambiance. It's like a constant sense of sinister awkwardness.
That can also slow a movie down, though, especially when there's so much talking.
My two main gripes are the beginning and the end.
Stop giving David Arquette acting jobs. The first ten minutes sells the movie. You almost couldn't give this intro away. The cinematography was also lazy at times.
The end is also too quick, so pointless, and ultimately sells the movie short. Some people like ambiguous endings. I used to, when the likes of John Carpenter could pull them off. I think everyone was eager to get home by the end, like the cast and crew.
It's worth a watch. The leads do a great job, but I feel they were let down at times by the rest of the production!
Don't wet your pants. I don't like Tarantino! There's a lot of talking. A lot. But the action, when it happens, is authentic and gruesome. It's classed as a horror western but it's just cowboys and Indians with conventional horror gore because it's about cannibals and on that front I wasn't disappointed.
Kurt Russell is a natural as always and leads like the pro he is. His chemistry with Richard Jenkins was best, and Jenkins is barely recognisable but is solid as usual. Matthew Fox has impressed me lately with his character efforts and this tops it. He's right out of the frontier days. I can never fault Patrick Wilson either.
The atmosphere seems to build on the fact that there's no music. None. Not even ambiance. It's like a constant sense of sinister awkwardness.
That can also slow a movie down, though, especially when there's so much talking.
My two main gripes are the beginning and the end.
Stop giving David Arquette acting jobs. The first ten minutes sells the movie. You almost couldn't give this intro away. The cinematography was also lazy at times.
The end is also too quick, so pointless, and ultimately sells the movie short. Some people like ambiguous endings. I used to, when the likes of John Carpenter could pull them off. I think everyone was eager to get home by the end, like the cast and crew.
It's worth a watch. The leads do a great job, but I feel they were let down at times by the rest of the production!