The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford

I rarely fall asleep in movies. I had to FIGHT to stay awake as the pace is coma-inducing. Perhaps lingering on the beautifully composed shots by Roger Deakins was the filmmakers scheme for disguising this boring, hamstrung script. But without a tangible story, the movie could be better suited as a National Geographic special. “Wheat: Nature’s Paintbrush.” The title and the film are both way too long. There are no likable characters. There is no interesting story. The narration is terrible. And Jesse James was not charismatic. He was an asshole. This is a dud.