Hackneyed pot-pourri of tropes from old westerns, served up in beautiful images that got a little old because they were 3-D at the service of a story w/ 2-dimensional characters. Now that the tech is available, hope Hollywood does something w/ it!
Smart, genuine, knowing: we came out of it feeling buoyed. The plot's a touch mechanical, but not unduly, and it gave the characters all the opportunities they needed to show their feelings and make some good, believable decisions for themselves. Lovely rhythm, and it doesn't hammer stuff. Hope Dennings, Cera, and director Sollett each keep their souls and turn out more good stuff.
Despite 20 years of loyalty ("She's Gotta-" at Cinema Studio), this movie wore me (white) and wife (black) out: like a high-class episode of "Combat," w/ stick-figure characters, wall-to-wall music inconsistently pegged to images. It seemed his Italian financing obligated Spike to cede attention from the Buffalo Soldiers; the interminable, in-your-face gunfire (projector volume was way up) wore wife down and McBride isn't a screenwriter.