I returned from seeing a campus screening of the film and have to say, I regret not catching this film in cinemas. This is one of the few times where I feel my critical brethren were mistaken in their near unanimous assessment of the film: it is a damn good film. While it is not great-contrary to Bruckheimer's comparison of it to the Wizard of Oz, due to his perception of the audience's reaction-I loved the hell out of the movie. While I agree that some of the fat could have been trimmed, it was excellently acted, designed, scored, and choreographed. I give the filmmaker's points for touching upon some of the less savory aspects of US history, but balancing it with blockbuster action.
In the final train showdown, I had a temporal displacement: for a few moments, I was again a child and watching the b&W Lone Ranger VHS cassettes my mother checked out of the library for me. I was grinning like an idiot the entire time.