The initial three-hour salvo could tax even the biggest cowboy fan.
The initial three-hour salvo could tax even the biggest cowboy fan.
Review by Mark Kennedy
REVIEW
The first instalment of Horizon: An American Saga kicks off with intense battles, but struggles with poor editing and an overabundance of characters.
There’s a scene deep into Kevin Costner’s new Western in which he and a woman are fleeing bad guys on horseback. They pause at a jaw-droppingvista and he turns to her. “You just gotta keep going,” he tells her.
That should be the slogan of Horizon: An American Saga - Chapter 1, the initial three-hour salvo in what could morph into a four-part epic about the West that could tax even the biggest cowboy fan.
Give Costner - co-writer, director, produce - his due. This is a labour of love he’s been thinking about since the 1980s and he has skin in the game: he took out a mortgage on his 10-acre home in Santa Barbara, California. Well, one of his homes, at least. He’s not a total idiot.
Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 is to be released in August, and parts three and four depend on if folks keep going - is a sprawling, often unwieldy placesetter, introducing dozens of characters in different parts of the West who, one has to assume, will interact at some point. If they survive, that is.
It’s a spectacularly unsubtle movie, from the opening moment when a group of ants on a hill of dirt are crushed by a surveyor’s wooden stake. If there’s any doubt what we must feel, listen to John Debney’s ponderous, pretentious score, with its criminal overuse of cellos.
Costner scrambles the plot - crafted by him and Jon Baird - almost immediately by offering a climactic battle scene within the first half hour, one in which a small white settlement in Arizona’s San Pedro Valley (thanks, southern Utah!) is sneak-attacked by Apaches during an innocent dance.
It’s a slaughter and it lasts way too long - savagery on one side, noble victims on the other. Mothers are struck by arrows while carrying their babes, unarmed musicians killed without a thought. “Ready, son?” a father asks his teenage son, handing him a rifle and facing certain death. “I think so, Dad,” comes the plucky reply. In the aftermath, a mother cradles the corpse of her son and talks to it.
This slaughter shoots off a few story strands - some survivors (like spunky new widow Sienna Miller and her daughter) find shelter at a US Army camp led by an achingly honourable lieutenant, played by Sam Worthington. Another story arc sees bounty hunters go in search of the Apaches who attacked the settlement, seeking profit and revenge.
Horizon also shows the internal divisions within the Apaches, with the chief’s hothead son and new father (Owen Crow Shoe) ready to keep fighting. “Their sons will hunt you,” the chief warns. “I won’t sing for your victory today.” We learn the white settlement violated agreements meant to calm the West.
The movie shows the internal divisions within the Apaches.
Costner’s universe is both fatalistic and inevitable. Both sides may be right and wrong, but there will always be another round of savagery. “There’s no one on Earth going to stop these wagons from coming [sic],” an exasperated army officer says at one point.
After an hour, Costner himself arrives, a quiet, strong loner who enters a Wyoming Territory settlement with the hope of a getting a nice drink and some lady company and yet leaves on the run, protecting a sex worker (Abbey Lee) and a boy in her care from psychotic horsemen who wish them harm.
Two hours into the movie another whole set of characters are introduced, with Costner’s menu now completely out of whack. It’s a wagon train led by Luke Wilson (never a cowboy, ever) who is facing some class issues - a well-off, oblivious couple are among the working-class muscle - and some peeping Toms. It’s all too much, but add to it a dash of anti-Chinese xenophobia, some budding romances and horrific scalping.
Director of photography J. Michael Muro doesn’t romanticise anything, grinding the action in the smoke, heat and chicken-pecked dust of the West, so much so that you might taste grit in your teeth at some points. It helps that Costner has positioned everyone on the top of a picturesque hillside, showing off their profiles.
Part of the problem of Chapter 1 is that in addition to overstuffing it with too many characters, the editing is pretty bad. Viewers will struggle with some violent cuts in which Costner has jumped the action forward months within the same chapter without any clues.
Yet Costner is still an impressive director with an eye for the natural beauty of the American West and a soft spot for loners. Yes, Horizon: An American Saga - Chapter 1 is a huge swing that cannot really stand on its own. But we owe it to him to ride beside him a little more. Let’s see if he can stick the landing.
Horizon: An American Saga - Chapter 1, a Warner Bros release in theatres Friday, is rated R for “violence and some nudity and sexuality.” Running time: 180 minutes. One and a half stars out of four.
