Film: Appaloosa Director: Ed Harris Link: IMDB Runtime: 115 mins Words by John Dacapias In this increasingly complicated world, one filmic genre is always certain: the Western.  Whatever dark forces interfere in our daily lives, we can always count on such movies to actualize what we want our lives to be (for good to conquer over evil, in other words). The Western genre  raises its head every so often to satisfy that innate need.  A recent example was the second film directed by Ed Harris, Appaloosa (adopted from the laconic mystery writer, Robert B. Parker). We follow a taciturn lawman, Virgil Cole as played by Ed Harris and his equally solemn shotgun-toting associate, Everett Hitch, played by Viggo Mortensen, as they travel from town to town, dispensing justice at the end of a six shot Peacemaker,  along the lower part of the United States in the early part of the twentieth century. They arrive at the New Mexico town of Appaloosa, ready to clean the streets at the end of a six shot Peacemaker, with a steady rain of lead, to loosen the tendrils that threaten to choke the town by Randall Bragg (Jeremy Irons,  wrestling with his English accent to no avail). Though Ed Harris and Viggo Mortensen’s faces were made for the rugged outdoors of the standard Western, their visages hard bit and slit eyed, the subtle dance the two make about the out of place Renee Zellwiger, who acts in this film as if she was just thrown off the set of an average Matthew McConaghey rom com, is a bit off putting. Let me reiterate, the Western genre, for richer or poorer, falls on the shoulders of it's cowboys, the male leads of said film, and with Appaloosa, the banter between Mr. Harris and Mr. Mortensen was snappy yet understated as it should be (though not as tinged with erotic playfulness as in Howard Hawks’ Red River). Rating: 6/10