Young Guns - So perfectly over the top
Young Guns is one of my ‘guilty pleasure’ films. I don’t know whether it’s because I saw it as a young boy in the eighties and still have some nostalgia for it, or whether it’s genuinely a good film. Either way... I love it.

Maybe it’s the loud, overblown rock music (which is probably a little out of place when dealing with a ‘wild west’ film) that makes everything so cool, or perhaps it’s the overused slow motion technique whenever an important gun fight takes place. Then of course you have Emilio Estevez at the height of his eighties fame, playing a completely manic (yet strangely endearing) anti-hero who shoots first and bares his bottom later.
I’m guessing that this is a guy’s film; it has action, chases, rock music and slow motion. What more could a guy what when he has a beer in one hand and a sofa to sit it? Possibly a horse and a six-shooter, but the TV’s remote control will have to suffice.
9/10 almost as perfect as The Godfather
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