Paul Hand

Only a masochist could endure this rubbish. There was one highlight- the opening graphics, but it was all downhill from there. I can’t imagine either Ethan Hawke or John Travolta would have this movie on their highlights reel. Perhaps they thought they had signed up for a comedy because everything was a joke from the plot (totally predictable) to the dialogue (cliched). If you love a great Western, don’t go anywhere near this total genre failure. That said, Ethan Hawke’s furry companion throughout the movie did come up with a few tricks, but not enough to save this dog.

Mind numbingly boring, a self indulgent director’s dribble that engenders zero care or concern for a cast of wooden performers. If only I could go back to the beginning and press delete.

Did I say tedious? Phenomenal rubbish that degenerated into banal overacting, cliched stereotypes and plot fault lines that you could fly a rather large metallic UFO through to boredom.

Appallingly bad, an embarrassment for such quality actors. Poorly structured with no redeeming features. Why Netflix would even consider making this beggars belief.

I was mesmerised by the performance from the lead character, Ana Brun as Chela. Minimal dialogue but totally convincing as she subtly morphs from depression and sadness into hope and potential. I found it inspiring.