I'm a huge fan of Western books, the 50s American cowboy tv shows and the 1960s Euro-Westerns. I recently watched the Kevin Costner "Wyatt Earp" film several times. Not my favourite Western but it's a really good movie. I haven't actually seen "Tombstone" although my old roommates had it on blu ray. I should have watched it then cause this looks awesome! And can't ask for a better cast
They are rare but there are just some people like Earp in this scene that can be, when provoked, stone cold killers then sleep like a baby at night. Ike knew that
Ike Clanton in real life was very much as portrayed in the movie. He was always starting shit, then running away from the stench. Ran every time, for years. In 1887 couple lawman came to arrest him. I THINK for rustling, but don't quote me on that...anyhow, for once Ike stood his ground and pulled his gun...he died.
Fun fact. In real life Wyatt Earp actually testified that the killing of Fred White by Curly Bill was an accidental shooting. Fred actually lived for a few days after the shooting. Before he died he too even said Curly Bill didn't mean to shoot him. Also Fred wasn't a old man. He was 30-31 when he was killed.
This scene really betrays how some men are killers and some are all talk. Wyatt saw it in the eyes of Johnny, when he confronted him in front of the black Jack table, that he was no killer. And Ike saw it in the eyes of Wyatt that he wouldn’t hesitate to kill him.
"I got two guns, one for each of you." ROFL... The funny part isn't the simple fact that he made that joke, but that, in a tense situation his mind, despite being DRUNK, can still be sharp under the stress and the influence. That combination of burden under the situation should have been enough to give anyone tunnel vision and Doc Holiday is cool enough to be sharp with his wit. That's scary and hilarious at the same time.
Well Ike came back and either became a blind man who wants to inseminate women to have new kids or as violent marine in the conquest of Pandora. Two alternative future for Ike.
