There are cowboys. There are Indians. There are good guys and bad guys as well as the one ambiguous guy. Arrows are shot. Long rifles and six-shooters. We’ve seen it all before, right?
Except something is a little off-kilter. Everything is not as it seems. Or rather, everything is not going the way it goes in your typical genre Western. It’s different. Not True Grit different. Not The Ballad of Buster Scruggs different. It’s its own thing.
And that’s a good thing. Interesting and engaging from start to finish. Which is not the expected finish – if there even is such a thing, once this film gets going. One unsurprising thing at the end, though: Michael Fassbender gets the girl.