Always bet on Jodie Foster.
I firmly believe the two-time Oscar winner is the best actress of her generation — a woman who wowed as a child and an adult.
While this lighthearted comedy adventure in the Wild West might not be her deepest movie, it remains frothy fun a couple of decades after it hit the silver screen.
And yes, I get that a lot of people have a different opinion on Mel Gibson in 2020 than they did in ’94.
But for me, this was always about Foster (and the forever-charming James Garner), so I shall allow my love to abide.
He’s the fastest finger in the West.
James Garner oozed rumpled cool in all of his roles, never more so than in this laidback comedy romp, where his quick-trigger gunfighter wanders into town and ends up the law almost by accident.
He just wants to get to Australia, but first he has to win the affections of accident-prone Joan Hackett, while staring down dastardly bad guys like Bruce Dern and Walter Brennan.
Toss in drunk-off-his-rocker deputy Jack Elam and gold-hungry mayor Harry Morgan, and this is the kind of cast that makes IMDB blush.
Heavy hitters dispensing frothy fun.