Gunsmoke Prophecies
- Tagline
- Destiny Awaits at the End of a Barrel
- Description
- In a cynical twist on the classic Western, 'Gunsmoke Prophecies' takes us to a world where destiny is as elusive as a desert mirage. Starring Laurence Fishburgerne as the wizened Cowboy, Matt Da-Melon as the cold-blooded Assassin, and Collie More as the unyielding Marshal, this 21st-century tale intertwines fate with a prophecy that could save or doom them all. Under Sofia Coppolar Bear's meticulous direction, our heroes navigate a landscape where every choice is shadowed by their origins, leading them to a standoff where only the truest of aims can fulfill an ancient prophecy.
- MpaaRating
- PG
- PopularityScore
- 8.40
- ReleaseDate
- 04/20/2023
- Genre
- Western
- Director(s)
- Cast
Critic Reviews
4.50
If one were to distill the essence of clichéd Western tropes and marinate them in a contemporary sauce of pretense, the resulting dish might taste suspiciously similar to 'Gunsmoke Prophecies.' Touted under the tagline, 'Destiny Awaits at the End of a Barrel,' one cannot help but snort in derision wondering whether the barrel might refer to the one we're scraping for original content. The film, starring a seemingly confused Laurence Fishburgerne, whose name promises far more flavor than his performance delivers, leads a cast that is left grasping at the gunsmoke wraiths of substantial character development. Matt Da-Melon's attempt at the quintessential cold-blooded Assassin is lukewarm at best, while Collie More, the unyielding Marshal, remains as rigidly one-dimensional as a rolled-up wanted poster. Sofia Coppolar Bear, renowned for her deep and poignant storylines, seems to have missed the mark here, reducing would-be thrilling narratives into cartridge casings of predictability. The ancient prophecy at the center of this tumbleweed-strewn plot crawls forward at the pace of a reticent tortoise, teaching us that perhaps some fates, like certain films, are best left undiscovered. At its faint-hearted conclusion, where aims were meant to be true, the prophecy is fulfilled that the only salvation for this film's destiny, weighed down by a generously milquetoast PG rating, lies in the command of the audience's remote - preferably the stop button.