An Alex Cox western starring Joe Strummer and Jim Jarmusch!! What is this insanity?

1980’s Cox is guaranteed to always be a blast. He’s a special brand of idiosyncratic surrealism totally apart from anything else being done at the time or since. The dude just loves to fuck with our awareness of genre and narrative, while still merging them with his punk sensibilities (though naturally he’s never above criticising those very sensibilities). The chaos eventually descends into total stylistic anarchy where everything falls apart in a cacophony of bloodshed.

THIS MOVIE IS SO FUCKING DELIGHTFUL, JESUS CHRIST.

It's like a big ball of hope, humor and warmth without any over-sentimentality or cheesiness. It has an overwhelming sense of optimism but never becomes dishonest, an incredible achievement in my book. From start to finish it repeatedly makes me laugh and enjoy myself. When it's over I want to watch it again. I need more thoughtful films like this in my life.