Despite having at least three well known actors and one known screenwriter and a Director who had a reputation, this is one of the worst movies I have seen in recent memory. What passes for a plot passes painfully slowly for almost 2 hours with dialog like, "What is the difference between Home fries, hash browns and redskin potatoes?" followed by a five minute explanation by Jessica Lange as the waitress. Did the same person who wrote "True West" write this drivel? Fortunately there are scenes of western beauty or I would have turned off the DVD after one hour of this hopelessly boring, depressing tale of an actor who must bear resemblance to the real one portrayed on the screen.
Review of Don't Come Knocking
