It’s not something I would want to expose my kids to, at all.Īnd for those of you new to the blog or need a refresher, here’s all my Tonto coverage over the last year or so, which covers the casting, the costume, and a whole bunch of other things: my initial reactions, why you should care about Tonto when there are “bigger issues” out there, tearing apart Depp’s reasoning over his costume choices, the controversy I dealt with for writing about Tonto, and Armie Hammer’s comments about Indians loving the movie. They have no qualms about shooting someone for the sake of shooting someone, and there are blood and guts and barn beams smashing people’s heads. Early on in the film the bad guy even cuts out and eats the Lone Ranger’s brother’s heart (yes, eats it). There is so much shooting and stabbing, and they show the aftermath. Don’t take your kids, despite the Disney label and PG-13 rating.
This is also the most violent movie I’ve seen in awhile, and I’m a fan of Game of Thrones. By the time we got to the final big train chase scene at the end where the pair saves the day (accompanied by the aforementioned William Tell) I wrote in my notes: FINALLY! I AM SO BORED! and then that scene drug on for another 15 minutes and I just wanted it to end. Some quick overall thoughts: Like I mentioned above, this movie didn’t know what it was, and that was a problem. But you’re not going to see the movie anyway, so it shouldn’t really matter. So, if it even needs to be said: SPOILER ALERT–I’m about to give away everything. At points it was very hard to separate the stereotypical and hurtful from the bad script, bad editing, and bad character development of the movie itself.
It’s 2.5 hours of a film with an identity crisis, not knowing if it’s supposed to be funny, campy, dramatic, “authentic,” or what. But I think we need to start off with this: The Lone Ranger is just a bad movie. I have so many thoughts on this film, and only maybe one of them is good. It’s like waking up with a Tonto hangover, I guess. It’s been 12 hours since I saw The Lone Ranger, and I still have the darn William Tell Overture stuck in my head.