The original John Ford + John Wayne cinematic masterpiece, culturally significant and admired by people I admire, like Orson Welles.
Honestly I couldn’t bring myself to be impressed, and would take Once Upon A Time In The West any day of the week.
For some reason though the reptile part of my brain is sucking down a lot about team dynamics. The nine people on the stagecoach. The Cleveland Browns. The Genovese crime family. The crew who does offroad recovery in Hurricane, UT.
They’re not my teams, in any way at all. They’re narrative filler and something to chew on while this solo space comes together in the way it is, and will.