Gunslingers

Gunslingers is not the finest hour for any actor involved, though they run the gamut from competency to simply being too modern in look and manner to convince in a period setting that already feels like some sort of western cosplay weekend.

Only Cage’s most diehard cultists will want to go to bat for this performance, and they could easily struggle to accentuate the positive.

A bargain-brand Western that boasts a few middle-aged stars and a collection of clichés that largely predate the talkie.

In the end, Nicolas Cage can only do so much to bring this hastily assembled oater to life.

A film so cobbled together it seems like it was churned out under duress.


It's a drab film with a large body count.

Muddled and laughable, this terrible movie lands right in the spittoon with the worst Westerns of all time. Gunslingers is so bad that even Cage cultists are likely to wince at its ineptitudes and bizarre choices.

The film may live up to its name with its constant rounds blazed off but its one side shoots then the other side shoots with none of the flair or motion seen at the former western stunts show at Knott’s Berry Farm.

A compendium of genre cliches and stereotypes as generic as its title, this Western thriller feels tossed-off on both sides of the camera.

Writer/director Brian Skiba doesn't have much of a story to tell here, or more to the point, he doesn't have one to tell that takes advantage of his premise.