3:10 to Yuma

Russell Crowe has the personal bearing to carry a movie, no question about that.  And he does so here.  But the plot, based on a short story by Elmore Leonard, doesn’t break new ground, notwithstanding that it is a remake.  Crowe, as notorious outlaw and train robber Ben Wade, is captured after a great run with his gang, committing big robberies and killing lots of people, with or without reason.

So now a newly heroic rancher–-who, by the way, needs the money to save his property and his family, volunteers to join the group taking Wade to meet the 3:10 to Yuma.  Wade is cool as a cucumber while those escorting him to his presumed date with the hangman are nervous.  They take his promise that his gang will come for him seriously as well they should.

So the gang comes and Mr. heroic rancher’s 14 year old son pops up and helps out.  Okay, okay, but what is the message/

It is that purity wins I the end, be it good or evil.  Whomsoever is more purely practices his angelhood or deviltry will win.  So let me quote Ben Wade:  When heroic rancher’s son entreats Wade to do something good because he is not all bad, Wade just says:  “yes I am.”

The film is well-made and enjoyable to watch, but if you like to leave a theatre feeling like you have seen something you will remember and which has perhaps touched your life, this isn’t it.  It is like reading a dime store western with the bonus of watching Russell Crowe act.  He delivers, but it is light fare at best.