Et tu, Cimarron?; or More Rules for Epic Westerns

As I was saying before paying work and Valentine’s Day and the call of the West in the form of watching The Stalking Moon, starring Gregory “Awesome Gimlet-Eye” Peck, epic westerns aren’t my cuppa tea. Or joe.

I’d just finished spinning my snark about epic westerns in an earlier post when Nuts4r2 “Awesome Gimlet-eyed Film Reviewer” called . . . → Read More: Et tu, Cimarron?; or More Rules for Epic Westerns

How the Western Heart Is Won; or, Happy Valentine’s Day in Cowboylands

The West has something for everyone on Valentine’s Day…

For the breast-loving bucko or buckarette (but be respectful–Hannie Caulder is primed for vengeance)

Raquel Welch in Hannie Caulder, 1971

For the beefcake-loving buckarette or bucko (but if you want him to do anything but pose, he’ll have to put . . . → Read More: How the Western Heart Is Won; or, Happy Valentine’s Day in Cowboylands

Men Will Be Men and Women Will Be Women; or, The Sexual Frontier of Epic Westerns

Westerns = Greek drama. And shut up, Aeschylus is so not rolling in his grave.

He’d have appreciated the golden-boy good looks of John Wayne in John Ford’s¬†Stagecoach and the film’s subtle yet sharp critique on so-called civilized society–the stagecoach journey as a vehicle for a development of a humane community ¬†that cannot survive in . . . → Read More: Men Will Be Men and Women Will Be Women; or, The Sexual Frontier of Epic Westerns

The Way of the Novel; or, Cowboy Up and Write Already

Writing a novel is not for the common mortal. And I have been all too mortal these days. Too whiney. Too morose. Too passive. Just like the hero of my novel (or so I’ve heard from my ever-patient agent). The End. Ho hum.

Or have I been pressed to set the novel-in-progress . . . → Read More: The Way of the Novel; or, Cowboy Up and Write Already

The Simple Western Things in Life; or, What to Do When You Don’t Know What to Do

What to do when villainy threatens from every side? When decisions become do-or-die cliffhangers? When walls close in and chasms yawn wide?

Focus on the beautiful things.

The very beautiful things.

The extremely very beautiful things.

The perfectly awesomely epic beautiful (very) sort of things. Like Tom Mix’s gimlet eyes. And Roy Rogers’s . . . → Read More: The Simple Western Things in Life; or, What to Do When You Don’t Know What to Do