Hostiles ★★

Scott Cooper seems incapable of crafting visually expressive images, so this Western is largely a contest of actors glowering at one another, mumbling about their emotional burdens. You can't out-Bale Bale in this department, though, so the majority of the crew just seems like a bunch of whiners. This is relatively violent, by genre standards, but for guys who have supposedly seen decades of violence and rape, it's odd that the events depicted here would send any of them over the edge. Ultimately, self-impressed to a fault, it mistakes shadowy portent for depth of feeling.

38/100