A perfectly tempoed coming-of-age Western, with clear meditations on the difference between boys and men, between crime and moral fortitude…and between murder and justice.
Nostalgia’s a powerful thing.
Brutal, raw, deceptively simple but powerfully layered and complex, Man of the West is flat-out one of the best American westerns ever made. Period.
Violent, perverted, nihilistic noir classic.
A near-perfect definition of cliche ’80s action and historically significant for soon-to-be-defunct production company, Lorimar.
It’s the end of the line for Billy Jack.
Ready for some more Billy Jack? Of course you are.
“Watch his feet, man. He can kill you with his feet.”
“I just go berserk!” WHOMP!
Terrific, little-seen U.K. suspenser.
