@@terrysullivan1992 He messed up a few things in the quote, but we still get it, although putting things in quotes when it's not an actual quote does irk me too.
Don’t think admirable is the word, more like stupid or suicidal since by that point it’s obvious to everyone that he is outmatched every which way from Sunday.
@@jammin2575 No penicillin back then, death from infection likely, assuming that he doesn't bleed out. May as well go for it if you're pretty sure you're dying anyway.
@@jammin2575 _Any_ duel in those times (any, really) is stupid/suicidal. To go for your gun when there’s no surviving the situation is closer to admirable than, say, pleading for his (much shortened) miserable life or turning tail to run.
There is. It's called The Ballad of Buster Scruggs and you just watched a clip from it. Are you fuckin with me? Being that this is youtube and we're facing the same way and the gun is upside down...
@@snowfort77 he means 90 minutes of buster, not a movie about human outlook on death through the view of 6 mini films placed in the old west with each becoming darker as the movie progresses.
He could've caromed a shot off of the church bell, off the water tower, through the saloon window, off of the glass on the counter, and parted the guy's brains.
00:20 That's some great acting. He goes from coming off legitimately intimidating, since we never really see him anything close to pissed or even annoyed, when he's called one of his insulting nicknames back to his normal jovial self in seconds after he makes the "correction". Perfect.
Seems like if he'd gotten Buster's nickname right, Buster simply would've killed him immediately when the duel started instead of humiliating him first.
Despite people repeatedly trying to kill him, when the grieving brother calls him “The West Texas Twit” it’s the only time he actually seems to get annoyed.
The one thing that I loved about the conclusion of the story is just how Buster is let out to be. He isn't made out to be some over-confident, prideful gun-slinger that toys with everyone he faces, he's quite literally a cartoon character. He speaks to the camera and breaks the fourth wall, he does feet's that genuinely don't look feasible to do, and when he gets shot in the head, he still talks for a few seconds with no problem in his speech. He isn't made out to be a confident, cool guy, he is literally what happens when you begin the process of converting a Clint Eastwood character into Yosemite Sam and stopping half way through without completing the process all the way. What makes his death heart breaking is the fact that he is made out to be a cartoon character. Cheery, reading and untouchable, but once he faces someone that is just better than me with a gun, it takes us out of the illusion that he is a toon guy and that he is just another gun-slinger in the old west, who lived a great life and died a greater death. What a great western.
It's said that the very moment Buster Scruggs took up the life of a gunslinger, and all the chaos that come with it, The Arizona Ranger felt a disturbance in the force; as if there was a an oddball feller, an unorthodox drifter, an eccentric force of nature if you will, that could and might just be....his match.
I would love to see a movie of an Arizona Ranger teaming up with Buster Scruggs to take down outlaws and go on adventures across the American frontier.
The actuation of his guy dueling with Scruggs is absolutely insane!!! His expressions of fear, mixed with excitement and his strange screams are just perfect! 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻
Me: Well one thing wrong with this scene is that he shot a gun right next to his ear with no problem Buster *starts clearing his ear because he just shot a gun next to it* Me: ...well played...
Poor guy. His brother gets forced into "Suicide", he walks in on the entire bar in the middle of a cheery musical about how his brother JUST died; basically dancing on his brothers grave, the whole thing led by the man that set the series of events in motion. He tries tending to his brother, but the whole place just keeps singing and dancing, ignoring him during his time of shock and grief over the loss of his kin. In his deep sorrow, pain and anger, he challenges Buster to a duel to defend his brother's and family's honor which has just been laughed at, made a mockery of and defecated on. He stepped out into the street, nervous but resolute. He then watched as his fingers, one by one, get sheared off his dominant hand by precisely placed bullets. Feeling his vengeance slip away, he tries to grab his pistol with his non dominant hand. Reaching at an awkward angle, he is unable to un-holster his firearm. He looks up and sees Buster with his back to him awkwardly aiming his gun with a mirror. He hears a shot, feels the bullet... He has failed. He and his brother died humiliated and undignified. Buster smiles and thinks up a song. Not many things in this world have made me laugh so hard.
To be fair, he has never killed anyone who didn't try to kill him first. He never even started an argument. He was just going with the flow and defended himself as needed. As long as you treated him kindly and with respect, he was happy to do the same for you.
Watched this through several times and just noticed this time that the second Buster nails him is the same second he finally got his gun drawn. Buster gave him every single possible opportunity to surrender!
What I like the most is that sometimes Buster is talking to himself, like people that cannot read in silence. And sometimes he is breaking the fourth wall and talking to the audience. It is magnificent to see the transition between one and the other.
That was the absolute best "shoot out" that I have EVER seen in a Western. Besides the pun, "do you need to count" was classic, and then he shot off his "counters." Over the top, and by the far the best Western Shootout. Doctor G.W.
"Best not to play it too fancy"- said the man shooting someone looking through a mirror, with the gun upside down on his shoulder, after shooting off each one of his fingers.
Based on his character and how he acts he definitely holds a great deal of natural talent that far surpasses most people. I’m sure he had good training but I also bet everything to do with gunslingin’ probably came easy to him
Love the way he cleans out his ear right after firing a shot next to his head - I was honestly hoping he’d forget so there’d be at least *one* thing wrong with this scene
To be fair he shot the barkeep in the back while his back was turned to barkeep, so if they were back to back and he still shot the dude then I think that's pretty fair.
*Buster Scruggs:* "45...46...and 47 notches on my pistols for ole Buster Scruggs!" *Local Bar Fiend:* "Buster Scruggs? The West Texas Twit? The Runt from Reata Pass?" *Buster Scruggs:* "Whoops, apparently I missed a notch..."
Something I noticed about this vignette after watching it for the umpteenth time: The only horses you ever see are Buster's and the gunslinger who killed him. Buster went to that cantina in the middle of the desert where at least 6 outlaws were inside drinking and there was nary a horse outside. Then, in Frenchman's Gulch, there were at least 30 or so folks in the saloon and, once again, no horses to be seen. This had to be a conscious choice on the part of the Coens. I wonder what their thinking was?
This needed to be the entire movie. This scene and the next with James Franco IMO were the best. The others were "meh" to "okay." But we need more Buster.
When you think about it, Buster has this sadistic streak on him. Always had that grin with a laid-back demeanor as he guns down thugs like shots from happy hours and even sang a song to a bully of the Saloon that he's basically dancing on the poor man's grave. Top it off, instead of finishing his first duel with a quick and clean death, he had to make Surly Joe's brother suffer by blowing off his fingers one by one, before finishing it with a humiliating defeat. Not at all surprising when -Billy- The Kid walks in with his black steed and gave Buster his comeuppance with a clean shot between his eyes. Now that's how you do dark comedy.
Props to the guy though, even after he realized how outmatched he was against Scruggs he still went forward with the duel to avenge his brother or die trying.
That was AWESOME!!!!! he blew all of his fingers off then Buster says this feller just doesn't have any quit in him. then pulls out the mirror. that was killer. Tim Blake Nelson is AWESOME!!!!!
I will never understand why it was called "The Ballad of Buster Scruggs" while Buster Scruggs himself was only in like 20 minutes of the movie. Imagine how sorely disappointed I was when the main title character was killed almost immediately.
Yea I gotta be honest when I saw the full movie I was a bit disappointed and bored. The stories weren't connected at all unless I somehow missed something. And the plots often seemed a bit streched and contentless tbh. I wish it had actually been a longer version of the Buster Scruggs part.
It's done In the style of western anthology books. They often put the most cheerful stories at the begining and the darkest ones in the back. As the stories go on they get darker and darker
Simply A1. Who is this actor, he is doing a western the best I ever saw. Classic. Looking lean and harmless but packin' a punch. Buster Scruggs scenes are the best of this bait and switch movie.
First he wanted to shoot Buster for revenge. Then he wanted to shoot out of panic for survival. A sharpshooter that can remove your fingers from a distance, all with complete indifference to you as an individual is actually terrifying when you think of it.
He was at long range (for a revolver), not aiming down the sights, and hit a very small target - five times. It's why he's lived so long, even when he deliberately provokes so many fights. Terrifying.
“…but the fact is, Buster Scruggs don’t shoot nobody in the back.” Scruggs says. And yet, in the cantina scene just before this, he shot the bartender in the back. The writing of this is so good.
To his credit, the bartender was reaching for his gun. Scruggs didn't take a cheap shot when he wasn't paying attention or fire at him when he was running away.
