Thehibikiew Not even bad in a good way

Acensbart Excellent but underrated film

ThrillMessage There are better movies of two hours length. I loved the actress'performance.

Ella-May O'Brien Each character in this movie — down to the smallest one — is an individual rather than a type, prone to spontaneous changes of mood and sometimes amusing outbursts of pettiness or ill humor.

williamhou It's one of the best movies I've ever watched. It's so hilariously funny that I laugh every time I watch it. But I'm surprised that quite a few people don't like it. I guess they are just unable to understand such a good movie. It's funny from the beginning to the end.

jmartine2001 Wow. What a mess. This showed a lot of promised in the beginning. Getting out of jail, James Cann goes back to his hometown, seeking revenge for the death of this wife and son. I like Cann in this movie. His strong presence is needed. Another point - I admire the female characters fighting for what they believed in. Women standing their ground for respect. During a bar brawl, I saw one gal punched a guy down in self defense! These two points really don't save the movie. Gone with the West feels incomplete. Though this movie was filmed in 1972, it wasn't released till 1975. Somewhere during production, they must have run out of money and ideas. The soundtrack is annoying, it can drive you up the wall. Though I liked seeing the familiar faces of TV veterans Robert Walker and Sammy Davis, they don't have much to do. By the way, Stefanie Power's character makes a poor comic relief. The last scene with Cann and Powers looking back at the camera is just plain odd. I purchased this DVD for a dollar, so I didn't risk much. Its just frustrating to see this film. Gone with the West could have been a decent movie if given additional thought and money, Is this western another reason why the genre went away during the 1970s?

Poseidon-3 Incomprehensible from the start, this vomitously edited mish-mash of a film squanders the chance to be reasonably entertaining, instead leaving its cast of variably talented stars to flounder helplessly. Caan plays an ex-prisoner who seeks revenge on fat cat town boss Ray. He comes across Indian Powers, who's been victimized herself by Ray and his town full of deplorable, violent, whiskey-sodden cowboys. Together, they attempt to wreak havoc on the town through any means available to them. Meanwhile, Ray and his gaggle of men (and women) continuously drink, fornicate and generally raise hell while expert gunslinger Davis plays pool. Ray's main squeeze is Werle, whose brother Walker is the figurehead sheriff of the town. Very little is made clear for the viewer, perhaps due to budget constraints or problems in production or maybe just plain terrible direction and scripting. That said, there is the seed of an entertainingly tongue-in-cheek tale buried in the mire. Caan is appealing and easy-going. He has a couple of amusing comic bits such as when he accidentally blows out both a match and the lantern he's just lit. He also has a very nice rapport with the far more enthusiastic Powers. His laconic style works well with her manic one. Powers is surprisingly adept in this unlikeliest of roles. She seems more Spanish than Indian in her speech, but gives a game attempt at physical comedy. She does tend to overact, but in a film this terrible, any positive energy is welcome. Ray basically laughs heartily and bellows every line. He is shown bathing, cavorting and growling with little purpose. Davis seems at times to be in a whole different movie. His only real contribution is the display of a remarkably fast quick draw in one of the action scenes. Werle is part of one of the truly funny moments of the film in which she and another tramp brawl (and brawl) all over the place, far outdoing the girl scouts in "Airplane!", and beat each other senseless as they throw each other down steps and through windows and even out into the street! Walker may as well have not shown up at all, so tiny and insignificant is his role. There's a lengthy wrestling match between two burly henchmen and a series of funerals in which a cowboy sings reverently as the attendees wait for the song to finish so they can resume their reveries. The film has a notable number of dogs present, for whatever reason. One, in particular, seems very happy to be making his film debut on the bar during the wrestling match. "Hill St. Blues" fans will note the brief presence of Conrad near the beginning as a friendly blacksmith. The film is awful. It's horribly handled in virtually every department (including the hideous music), yet for the patient viewer, a couple of tiny nuggets of entertainment, even if they're unintentional, can be located.

Wizard-8 I agree that this move must have originally been unfinished, or else something bad happened during the production - mainly because of the wrap-around present-day footage and narration that is completely redundant. What I can't figure out is how a cheapo movie like this got stars that were (of the time) pretty prominent, especially Caan. Well, Davis can probably be explained, because he appears in only a few scenes that were probably filmed in a day. I got a laugh out of his shiny black leather pants, and Powers was so mind-bogglingly awful (hardly speaking a word of English, by the way) that there was some extra amusement from that. Other than that, this is an incredibly painful western to sit through, with some of the most ludicrous plot turns even to hit the prairie.