It’s like the style of the classic western is a lone cowboy passing through, witnesses a bad thing and tries to exert justice but gets in trouble for it, also meets a girl, suffers a big setback and slowly claws his way up so his justice wins and he’s vindicated, and he moves on. Fin.
The cowboys are always broken but heroic, the love interests are always foils to play off or expose the cowboy’svreluctantly heroic nature, and there’s like a dozen extras to stand around, maybe punch the cowboy or shoot at him.
Misogynistic? It looks that way against our enlightened culture, sure. Formulaic? Mostly. But they’re still entertaining tomsome, right? And not for the misogyny any more than Days of Thunder is about tires.
That’s just the style of pulp.
It’s like the style of the classic western is a lone cowboy passing through, witnesses a bad thing and tries to exert justice but gets in trouble for it, also meets a girl, suffers a big setback and slowly claws his way up so his justice wins and he’s vindicated, and he moves on. Fin.
The cowboys are always broken but heroic, the love interests are always foils to play off or expose the cowboy’svreluctantly heroic nature, and there’s like a dozen extras to stand around, maybe punch the cowboy or shoot at him.
Misogynistic? It looks that way against our enlightened culture, sure. Formulaic? Mostly. But they’re still entertaining tomsome, right? And not for the misogyny any more than Days of Thunder is about tires.