Director: Roel Reine
Notable Cast: Danny Trejo, Anthony Michael Hall, Mickey
Rourke, Dina Meyer
Modern westerns are hit or miss to begin with and usually
exist as either terrible or terrific. Occasionally, a film arises that is both
terrible and terrific. For a film of this caliber (oh yes, that pun is fully
intended), look no further than the supernatural western Dead in Tombstone.
Playing out like a version of The Crow in the wild, wild west, this
modern western has so much fun packed into its run time that it upgrades itself
to an A-grade B-movie. This is not a film for everyone with its obvious plot
progressions and often quite silly aspects, but for those in the right mood or
with the right intent Dead in Tombstone is a righteous entertaining
flick.
For Guerrero (Trejo), the day couldn’t possibly get any
worse. After freeing his brother Red Cavanaugh (Hall) from the hangman’s noose,
a big score of gold sits on the horizon for him and his gang. Too bad, the gang
has other ideas and Red takes his life so that they can take over a shit town
and keep the gold for themselves. Sent to hell, Guerrero makes a pact with the
Devil (Rourke) to be returned for 24 hours to kill the six members of his gang.
Right...under...the...brim. |
The plot is so ridiculously B-grade that it’s hard not to
buy into it almost immediately. A returned bandit from the dead out for
vengeance in the wild, wild west? Corrupt marshals, a gang of gimmicky fighters
and thieves, and how about a Devil that also part times as a blacksmith of
sorts? This shit is catered to those with questionable tastes in film (like us
here at Blood Brothers) and while the film certainly could have even gone
further with its outrageousness, it plays it pretty straightforward - a move
that makes it either better or worse depending on the viewer’s tastes.
What’s even better is that the film is built to be
entertaining beyond the plot. The casting is spot on. Trejo is another great
anti-hero, Anthony Michael Hall seemingly devours his time as a duster wearing
greedy villain, and Rourke saunters around being delightfully creepy as the
blacksmith Lucifer. It’s hard to say that outside of these roles any of the
secondary parts are all that memorable, but with these three to eat up screen
time, one can overlook it. Under the direction of vulgar auteur hero Roel
Reine, the film plays up its quirky nature, dark off beat humor, and violence.
Did you ever want to see Trejo blow a man’s face off with a small cannon? How
about ride up a flight of stairs in a saloon on a horse? Perhaps stage an ill
advised two-person raid on a gold mine littered with well-armed baddies? This
is the kind of film that has all of this wrapped up.
Occasionally, the film missteps with its blend of modern
action and old school vibes. The lead female character Massey is given some of
the worst back story and dialogue on the planet, ultimately serving as a plot
device more than a fun character, and the strange choice of score feels out of
place at times with its modern twists on older foundations. However, those are
usually par for the course for these kinds of films and it didn’t hinder the
overall entertainment value that Dead in Tombstone delivers.
Cult character actors collide. |
If you read the synopsis and think to yourself ‘boy, this
sure sounds awesome,’ then yes, absolutely you should do yourself a favor and
watch Dead in Tombstone. If you read the synopsis and think ‘boy, this
sounds like shit,’ then by all means skip it and run for the hills. Dead in
Tombstone is one of those B-grade flicks that owns its place, knowing its
not up for any awards, but is made with enough energy and love to excel at what
it does. Here’s to hoping that the film garners some sort of franchise. Trejo
is already 70, so it needs to happen now rather than later.
Written By Matt Reifschneider
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