Review of Sweetwater

I declare myself a lover of western movies. Of those of classic style, in which there are no surprises and the hero is clearly the hero, as dedicated to bourbon as he is to his gun; who takes the girl in extremis and has a very personal sense of justice and love. Westerns without surprises, I said, in which the good win and the bad die, be that as it may. But I confess my weakness for more or less experimental westerns. Sweetwater portrays fundamental themes known to all; the madness of religion and the eccentricity of the law. It does that through two singular characters, exaggerated, delirious, supposedly transcendental, totally overcooked. The script is very normal but it compensates this with other expressive resources, with scenes of fairly honest, extreme and suggestive poetry. A western filled with black humor and meaningless speech that deals with a harsh revenge, for once, at the hands of a woman. A little bit excessive movie, not suitable for anyone. A particular portrait of the madness of the Far West. A remarkable, risky but inspiring western.