What an incoherent, disgusting mess of a movie. The West of the 'Sisters Brothers' not the Coen Brothers 'True Grit' or the hundreds of uniquely American movies that created the Western Genre. Now the west is populated with filthy, unattractive, monsters who do monstrous things, specializing in mindless brutality, rape, beating women with regularity (see Tarantino's 'Hateful Eight' where the female lead is savaged with NBA shot clock regularity, incoherent plot lines, inexplicable dialogue spoken with odd pauses and misplaced emphasis, and in supporting all the trendy social justices causes of the moment. You know, robber barons, the rich exploiting the poor, thuggish police, injustice, corruption...hey...I thought the movie would be about two of the most colorful (real) characters of the Old West, Pat Garrett and Billy the Kid?!? Not a chance. No, this is propaganda, misogyny, and self indulgence on a Hollywood scale. But, a shout out to old Hollywood with the Producer's son given a star turn and a bizarre role (invented out of whole cloth given what we know about the "Kid') in the tradition of John Wayne's sons jarring roles in his movies. If you are an aspiring film maker, script writer, set designer, cinematographer, or casting director...see this movie...it will convince you that you can do better.
