A dual revisionist western, beautifully depicting the collapse into chaos of both conservative and counter-cultural ideologies in the 70s, as they become manifest only in violent, unknowable vectors blasting through the tired cultural landscape like so many motorcycles. Sorry, but it's hard not to wax poetic with this movie. The synthesis achieved through Guercio's honest love for Ford in the exterior scenes and Hall's delicate, pointed handling of the interiors is astounding.

It wasn't blatantly bad, but it didn't feel that this knew where it was going and what it was trying to be. Between the paper-thin characters and a plot that almost stands still with confusion, I had a hard time following.

Good film.

Hated it.

Terrific. A cop movie made about the characters and the times, back in the days before they were all breakneck action. A few too many climaxes, but I can't bring myself to carp

Movie lasted too long; should've ended when Wintergreen told that detective off. Besides that, it was slow and just didn't really go anywhere.

After the opening credits I thought I was gonna get a prosaic glorification of (cop)violence, but already a few minutes later in I understood this was going to be something quite different; a fairly complex, nuanced look at the main-characters and their doomed destiny.

Agreeable desert melodrama in the wake of _Easy Rider_, freshly observed with mordant humour, marred by a fashionable downbeat ending.