Score: 48/100
Score on a par with: Run, Fat Boy, Run 47/100; Death Proof 50/100; Transformers 51/100; Shooter 53/100; Sunshine 51/100; Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles 47/100; The History Boys 53/100; Miami Vice 48/100; Superman Returns 53/100; The Dukes of Hazzard 51/100; Cursed 52/100; Matchstick Men 50/100; Jeepers Creepers II 50/100; Bruce Almighty 53/100; The Two Towers 49/100; The Time Machine; K-Pax 53/100; The Count of Monte Cristo 49/100; Planet of the Apes 50/100; Captain Corelli’s Mandolin 52/100; Along Came a Spider 53/100
It is some considerable time since a decent cowboy film troubled the cinema-going public. This isn’t a decent cowboy film. Russell Crowe mumbles his way through it in his usual Herman Munster voice looking like a gun-toting Charlie Chaplin and it often seems as though he’s in some kind of competition with Christian Bale to find which of them can do the most ridiculous slack-jawed cowboy accent. Crowe wins it. The train in question, the eponymous 3:10, is apparently by Hornby, the town from which it goes to Yuma is by B&Q’s garden shed department and the script is from the stylistically unsuccessful vendredi après-midi movement. If you want a decent cowboy film simply get A Fistful of Dollars on DVD and have done with it.
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