Synopsis
Think you are quick enough?
A mysterious woman comes to compete in a quick-draw elimination tournament, in a town taken over by a notorious gunman.
A mysterious woman comes to compete in a quick-draw elimination tournament, in a town taken over by a notorious gunman.
Sharon Stone Gene Hackman Russell Crowe Leonardo DiCaprio Tobin Bell Roberts Blossom Kevin Conway Keith David Lance Henriksen Pat Hingle Gary Sinise Mark Boone Junior Olivia Burnette Fay Masterson Raynor Scheine Woody Strode Jerry Swindall Scott Spiegel Jonothon Gill Sven-Ole Thorsen Lennie Loftin Matthew Gold Arturo Gastelum David Cornell Josef Rainer Stacy Linn Ramsower Tony Lee Boggs Scott Ryder Timothy Patrick Quill Show All…
Dean Smith Tori Davis Terry Leonard Thomas DeWier Troy Brown Doc Duhame Kurt Bryant Moore Brian James Alan Hensz William Morts Dennis Dion Jeff Smolek Chuck Henson Robert Lee Doc Elliot Ronald LaCaria Megan Wilkerson Byron Wilkerson Francis Rockwell Teri Garland R.J. Chambers Alan Becker Robin Baldwin
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Of all the ’90s movies critics got wrong, this one might be their worst blunder. Even after I fell in love with Sam Raimi I waited a long time to watch this, mostly because it had been beaten into me that this was a shallow, superficial, melodramatic Western. In fact, it’s got one of the decade’s deepest casts — including Gene Hackman, Leonardo DiCaprio, Tobin Bell, Lance Henriksen, Keith David, Gary Sinise, Woody Strode, Pat Hingle, Mark Boone Junior, and a fabulous pre-L.A. Confidential Russell Crowe — plus a script full of sharp frontier dialogue, and Raimi applying all of his coolest camera tricks to Western gunfights. What’s not to love? Maybe people were just sick of Sharon Stone by 1995? (I seem to recall people turned on her around this time, but this is one of her better performances.)
A western by and for people whose brains have been fried by movies, the old dramatic tropes and stock characters have become so comfortably familiar that real pleasure must be mined from subtle subversions and flamboyant style. In other words, a spaghetti western, but one made in America, in the 90s and with American stars. Undervalued.
Don't remember the exact day I watched this due to Covid making it feel like there's a smaller skull inside my skull trying to hatch.
But I do know that it absolutely rocks. Packed to the gills with stars. It's easy to forget but Leonardo DiCaprio used to have a normal sized head and used to play into his natural charisma instead of against it. No shot against current DCaprio, he's a very good actor. But, like, c'mon.
The real star is Raimi, though. He directs the shit out of this thing. The script's a little repetitive but he works overtime to keep you from noticing that. And he largely succeeds. I only even noticed because I'm so smart, a rarity on letterboxd. God, I love Raimi so much. He should direct a One Piece movie.
I'm still sick. If you didn't like this review that's a form of bullying.
When I was a ten-year-old brat I watched this movie on tv. The next day I found out from some of my classmates that they also watched it. We loved it so much that we copied the dueling competition from the movie. We would spend our breaks pretending to be gunfighters, holding duels, standing in front of each other and drawing our pens from our pockets. Whoever draw the pen faster would win. We each had our name inspired from the movie, like The Ace, The Boss, The Kid, Scars... well not Scars, no one wanted to be Scars! He was ugly and he stank! I was The Priest. I was pretty fast.
It has everything: wild gun spinning, lots…
I get the accusations of this as a shallow technique/pastiche exercise for Raimi but I don't care. His overly dynamic, exaggerated comic-book visuals punching up these particular archetypes and iconography is just a total blast to watch in action. Every extreme dutch close-up, or rapid-cut zoom hits in exactly the way it should and the organizing structure of a ridiculous gunslinging tournament keeps it constantly moving. It’s like a sped-up movie geek cartoon of Leone and Eastwood in the best way possible and the cast is so game for its gruesome-silly tone. Genuinely lost count of how many things it cribs directly from Once Upon a Time in the West and High Plains Drifter, and if you told me Hackman walked off the set of Unforgiven and directly onto this one I’d believe you.
Watched as part of our monthly virtual live-commentary screenings with $10 SLEAZOIDS Patrons which you can access a recording of here.
If someone had told me twenty years ago there was a Sam Raimi movie that was basically Bloodsport with guns in the Wild West, I would have watched it a million times and made it my new personality.
Sam Raimi make a movie that isn’t the coolest thing ever filled with lively boyish delight and electrifying technical excellence challenge
Difficulty level: IMPOSSIBLE
The worst thing the world ever did was convince Sam Raimi that he had to squash his beautiful style to be taken seriously.
I like A SIMPLE PLAN, but I'd trade it in a heartbeat for another film where Raimi dug deeper into his bag of visual tricks.
Sam Raimi's "The Quick and the Dead" is a colorful, excellently cast shoot-em-up that vibrantly showcases Raimi's crash-zoom, canted angles, playful-toned style as well as any of his horror films. The Western both pays homage to the works of Sergio Leone and stands as a uniquely rendered genre outing.
Revenge and competing gunfighters form the narrative bones of "The Quick and the Dead," the film following a mysterious gunwoman as she arrives in a dusty town with a hidden vendetta. Against the backdrop of a life-or-death shooting contest, the gunwoman plots her moves and forms allegiances with an array of characters.
The story is solid, and it is told with verve by Raimi. Propulsive cameras, multitudinous angles, and quick-draw editing…
Extremely efficient story-telling, utilizing the same few spaces over the entire runtime but constantly re-contextualized by means of a one-on-one quickdraw tourney. It's the same dusty street nestled between the same ramshackle saloons with the same disheveled crowds, but these are mere backdrops for the central foci that is the life-or-death competition which the camera so gleefully treats like a playground. Someone's gotta die each time, so each standoff brings with it new stakes, new drama, and (most importantly) new trash-talk.
It all comes to a head with a final confrontation that understands the audience is by now tired of the scenery, as gorgeous and well-shot as it may be, and fully commits to throwing out the baby with the bathwater. Sam Raimi, you didn't have to go that hard – but then again, would it even be one of your films if you didn't?