Meek's Cutoff

Remember the Oregon Trail? Not like this Winter's Bone version, you don't. Turns out there's more pants-peeing terror in watching a wagon roll rather slowly down a hill than there is in watching a bunch of angry Apes make all of San Francisco explode. Plus, if you're curious to see where the Republican party got its start, look no further than ur-Georg-Dubya, in the role of the eponymous Meek who knows things until he doesn't. Only thing wrong with this film was that the last shot––a minute of unflinching beautiful anguish that should have lasted ten. A

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