“THE BALLAD OF BUSTER SCRUGGS” My rating: B (Now available on Netflix)
132 minutes | MPAA rating: R
At one point In the Coen Brothers’ “The Ballad of Buster Scruggs” several condemned miscreants stand on the scaffold awaiting the long drop. One man sobs inconsolably; the guy to his right tries to be sympathetic: “Your first time?”
Now playing on Netflix, “Ballad…” might be considered a toss off…but it’s a hugely enjoyable toss off.
The brothers — Joel and Ethan — have given us six short films set in the Wild West. They are filled with loquacious characters, memorable faces, off-the-charts beautiful scenery.
In tone they range from comedy (usually of a very dark variety) to O. Henry-ish irony. There are a few moments of sweetness…not that they last. And there are a couple of terrific action sequences.
Of course, the Coens aren’t exactly new to the genre, having given us a brilliant version of “True Grit,” not to mention the sobering modern Western “No Country for Old Men.” Here they seem to be reveling in the opportunity to pay homage to traditional Western tropes while playfully thumbing their noses at same.
A broad comic tone is set with the opening segment, “The Ballad of Buster Scruggs,” which features Tim Blake Nelson as a geeky parody of singing movie cowboys. Buster wears an all-white suit, strums his guitar while riding (“he was mean in days of yore/now they’re mopping up the floor”), and cheerfully blows away anyone who gets in his way, employing a variety of trick shots. Of course, there’s always someone faster on the draw.
“Near Algodones” finds James Franco playing an outlaw with the world’s worst luck. A banker (Stephen Root) doesn’t take kindly to being robbed and fights back wearing armor made of kitchen pots and pans. The outlaw survives one lynching (it’s interrupted by an Indian attack) but he can’t rely on that sort of happy coincidence the next time he’s got a rope around his neck. The whole thing looks as if it were lifted from a Sergio Leone film.