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Open Range
 

Kevin Costner’s Open Range is a lot better than his last directorial effort, The Postman, a movie so extravagantly awful that he still hasn’t climbed out from under it. Costner has a weakness for bland grandiosity, and often in Open Range, as in Dances With Wolves, he seems to think that simply by shooting beautiful scenery he can create a classic. But the vistas are gorgeous, and the end-of-an-era lonesome-cowboy stuff has a cornball resonance. Costner plays a free-grazer—a wandering cowboy who lives off the land with his cattle—and Robert Duvall is his best buddy and father surrogate. They spend a lot of time being soft-spoken and acting manly—in this movie, as in most Westerns, it amounts to the same thing. This is the kind of film where two characters can ride together for ten years before they finally fess up and reveal their real first names to each other. When a woman enters the picture—a nurse played by Annette Bening—we’re aware of just how civilizing an influence she is on the men. This, too, is a classic Western pose.

In fact, just about everything in this movie has its antecedent: a little bit of Shane here, a chunk of High Noon there, and so on. And yet it’s all rather pleasing, in a regressive sort of way. Costner may think he’s breathing new life into a moribund genre, but what he’s really doing is flattering himself by cooking up as many homages as he and his screenwriter, Craig Storper, can accommodate. He’s measuring himself against the masters. But the greatest Westerns aren’t this self-consciously mythic. Nor are they so shamelessly sappy: Not only does the cowboys’ pet dog get shot, but Costner rescues another pooch from drowning. What rescues the movie is Costner’s low-key charisma, which remains sturdily intact despite a dreadful spate of recent clinkers. He’s always at his best when he’s a little ornery, and Duvall is the same way. His grizzled performance is so thoroughly in character that he even chews as if it were 1882. (2 hrs. 15 mins.; R) — PETER RAINER

Opens August 15
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