There are endless subplots and characters whose motives aren't clear or make any sense. It is hard to keep track of who is dead, who is running away, or who did what to whom for how many cookies.

The acting in The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford isn't atrocious, but a shining cinematic example it isn't. Jesse James is supposed to be sexy, bad, unpredictable, and mildly scary. Brad Pitt is no bad boy, doesn't approach fearful, is less than his peak of sexiness and, due to the dreadful writing; is utterly predictable. Casey Affleck, who plays Robert Ford, might as well develop a lisp, walk with a dead leg and try to lick his ear because his performance could not have been much worse.

My favorite character in The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford is the sky. The sky and its sidekick, quickly moving clouds, have more film time than any other character. As a time bridge, as well as a transition between scenes, there are floating clouds racing across the screen as if late for the biggest job interview of their lives. It always look great in light blue; the clouds know how to race across the screen with a floating grace and are the only part of this movie not running at dial-up speed.

Just add this western to the collection of unexciting and boring movies already in its genre. Borefest is putting it nicely.