If
anything,
Robert
Altman's
self-styled
"anti-western"
looks
even
richer,
stranger
and more
daring
than it
did when
it first
appeared
back in
1971. A
wry,
muted
tragedy,
this
casts
Warren
Beatty
and
Julie
Christie
as the
romantic
fools
(he a
gambler,
she a
brothel
madam)
skittering
on the
surface
of a
developing
frontier;
their
fumbled
interactions
played
out in
murmured
dialogue
and
framed
by
Vilmos
Zsigmond's
delicate
eggshell
photography.
Until
now, I
always
had the
bold,
bawdy
Nashville
filed as
the
ultimate
Altman
movie.
I'm now
wondering
if this
minor-key
masterpiece
might
not just
have the
edge.
Review from 'The Guardian' newspaper.