The soundtrack is sometimes warm, sometimes charming, sometimes magnificent, like a smiling face under a hat, like arms in the soil, like a vast grassland, like a galloping horse, like a burning sunset.
Tristin's wildness, roughness from childhood to adulthood, from beginning to end, is the soul of the whole film. Whether it was his beating up the bar owner who discriminated against Indians, or his revenge on the Cole brothers, it touched my heart, like a slap in the face, reminding me of what a boy should be. Like an echo from the deep valley, calling the long-sleeping giant.
But the plot is weak, it can't support the magnificent movement, and it is not worthy of the hero's chest. The portrayal of Susan is basically a failure. She neither loves Shan Mo, does not wait for Cui, and also lives up to Errett, so it is impossible for people to fall in love with her.
The love between the other two and Susan was purely love at first sight, and it was not emotionally moved by love. Even if Su and Cui reunited many years later, it seemed ordinary and unmoving. Compared with "Once Upon a Time in America" The infinite depth and breadth of emotional capacity contained in the long-separated reunion between the noodles and Deborah, and the unsettling empathy effect it produces, is a world of difference.
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