I will declare 3:10 to Yuma best movie ever.
Seriously, I'm not a western fan, and the trailer doesn't actually do much for me. But, if Christian Bale shoots Russell Crowe while talking about 80s pop music, and then sits down and lights a cigar and watches him bleed to death, I will buy this movie on DVD and give a copy to every one I know.
I'm not sure what's stimulating this: My love for Christian "Patrick Batman" Bale or my inexplicable contempt for Russell Crowe. I can't think of a single one of Russell Crowe's films that didn't make me want to punch him in the face with a brick.
And while I love this, it totally doesn't count.
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