The Assassination Of Jesse James By The Coward Robert Ford (dir. Andrew Dominik): Seeing No Country For Old Men early in the day – and admiring the way that it kept moving forward with nary a wasted shot or scene – may have fed some of my occasional impatience with Jesse James, which is languorous by design. In delineating the intertwined fates of an outlaw and his assassin, Dominik doesn’t always choose wisely between what’s important to show and what’s not. Partly that’s due to the mood he’s trying to strike: an immersive old west experience that includes all the idle conversations along with the gunfights. Westerns of the past 40 years tend to be either “ratty hat” (revisionist and dirty) or “natty hat” (iconic and pristine). Jesse James tries to be a little bit of both, and as a result it doesn’t feel stock or familiar. It’s a movie to get lost in, even when the movie gets a little lost itself. (B).
Source: A.V. Club