Seraphim Falls (2006) (nat)

This one may actually be worse than Amazing Grace (nothing can top Passion, yet). The basic plot is obscured by the stupidity of the movie. More or less you have Pierce Brosnan (Gideon, apparently, although I never would have remembered that from watching the movie) in the woods in the 1860s. We don't know why he's in the woods but he's near a pretty river in some mountains and it's snowing, a lot. Well he gets shot in the arm by Liam Neeson (Carver, apparently) and his gang of men who are apparently hunting Brosnan--we don't know why (see a theme developing here? apparently the theme of this movie is "I don't know what's going on or why it's happening). The chase continues for the whole movie with Brosnan killing at least two of the gang (one he guts but we're never told why even though Neeson seems to know because he knows that Brosnan didn't eat him as is suggested by another man in the gang--anyway, Brosnan kills all sorts of people with his spectacularly aimed large knife). We move from the snowy mountains to the snowy-ish plains where one of the gang may rape a woman. You literally can't tell. He has her bent over the table for long enough for something to happen but there's no real indication either way which really just makes it icky. Then we move to the not snowy plains then to the desert. Anyway, we finally find out that these two were on opposite sides of the Civil War and Neeson's wife and two young kids died in a fire that Brosnan ordered set. Problem is that Brosnan ordered his men to make sure the house was clear and then to only set the barns on fire. So not so much really his fault especially considering that it was a war and I'm sure his moron lackeys killed someone else that didn't need to be killed during the war. And I'm sure that Neeson killed someone or had someone killed so I'm positive he's got blood on his hands, too. And it seems ridiculous to track a man over a huge span of desolate country. Regardless, the movie is retarded so I'm going to spoil the ending. Throughout their little journey across landscapes, they meet various people--the Irish making the Chinese work on a railroad, Evangelicals who steal Neeson's bullets, a random Native American in a suit, and, finally, Angelica Huston in the middle of the desert. She barters with Brosnan to get his horse in exchange for a bullet--so he has one bullet in his gun--then she barters with Neeson for his water in exchange for a gun with one bullet--so he has one bullet (he just lets his horse wander off). So, two men, one bullet each, in a supposed Western. I wonder what might happen. Yeah. That doesn't happen. Brosnan shoots Neeson in the gut (you'd think he'd have better aim considering the way he handled the knife) and then gives Neeson the gun to shoot Brosnan. Neeson doesn't but lays back and looks like he dies. He doesn't. Brosnan gets him up so he can walk and then Brosnan drops his knife in the desert and the two walk off--in separate directions. So we have Angelica Huston as a thinly veiled devil then we have two wounded dehydrated men wandering the desert without horses, water, or weapons. Right. That's going to work out for them.