If you love a good Western, like I do, then you might want to leave
Wyatt Earp on the shelf and consider picking something else to watch tonight. Costner attempts to give the lawman a sensitive, pained characteristic but fails becuase he has all the charisma of a wet flannel. Quaid is slightly better as Doc Holliday but still thoroughly awful. By comparison, Hackman is excellent, a solid rock in a dead ocean of wastefulness, but he's hardly in the film.
The motivations of some cast members are in place but they're buried in blandness. The score takes no chances; it's mostly generic, rarely breaking free from the chains of romanticised melodrama that its tethered to. The most memorable thing about the film is the cinematography during daylight hours.
2½ cups of coffee (needed to endure the damn thing) out of 5
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