Despite watching this countless times in the early 90s, and being largely responsible for my initial exploration of westerns, I had completely forgotten that this opens as an unabashed music video. Look, the editing is chaotic, and to call it plot-driven would be generous. It's more scene-driven, not even attempting to tell the whole story of Billy the Kid. (Curiously, it would be the sequel that would try and stick to the more traditional Part Garrett tale). Still, from the anachronistic insanity of the Anthony Marinelli and Brian Banks score to the climactic shootout, I'll always have a soft spot for this.
Completely devoid of anything resembling a singular plot, the first five minutes is like a trailer for the film followed by a 15 minute car chase that blows any other action scene of late out of the water. The politics of the film are super weird, almost as strange as the camera angles and whiplash editing, and no opportunity for a butt in lingerie goes past Mr. Bay. Still, if you're not prone to seizures brought on from rapid flashes,…
I'm still not sure if this was an indictment of toxic masculinity or an exemplar of its prevalence, but man - those camera angles and edits. It's definitely one of the more stylish manga adaptations of recent memory, but it's seriously weird, man. And I say that while watching the first episode of the 1990 musical cop drama series Cop Rock.