I'm Your Huckleberry...
Oh yes. It's about that time. What time you ask? Well, the time where I wonder how I've lived my life without ever seeing the film, Tombstone. Hey, it's okay. Luckily for me, I had the chance to view this gem over the weekend (thanks to my wonderful family and their love of Westerns, guns, blood, and bad-asses!). And what can I say? I think I've just found my Huckleberry...
Yeah, you know what I'm talking about. I'm talking about Kurt Russell getting all "Wyatt Earp," getting dressed to the nines, grabbing his family, and moving to Tombstone. And then what does he do? He runs into the most visually stunning representation of Doc Holliday that this world has ever and will ever know: Val Kilmer. HELLO! The guy is running around shooting people while he's smoking a cigarette. He's all sweaty and pale because he's got tuberculosis. He's a dentist who kicks ass on the Faro table and just about everywhere else. And you know what else? He's intelligent. He's witty. He can tell you where to go...in Latin. And when he's drunk, he'll shoot you--because he's got two guns, one for each of you.
I've been officially blown away by this film. And why? Because it's a bunch of cool guys shooting other guys. It's about vindication. Shoot out at the OK Corral? Yup, it's all here. It's about friendship. It's about Doc being there for Wyatt, even though he's practically ready to die, because that's his buddy.
Okay, I know the movie is more about Wyatt than it is about Doc. But let's face it...Doc steals the show. He's the coolest guy, ever. And not to mention, he's sexy as hell. Holy Hotness! Hey, I didn't have to say it, but....well, I wanted to. It's true. Look at the man. Oh, alright...I'll pick my jaw up from the floor now.
Not much else to say. Just that if you haven't seen this film, it's a must. As in, do it. You're a daisy, if you do...