Woody Harrelson and Liam Hemsworth collide in this old west pressure cooker; a tale of justice, betrayal and revenge. In the years since squashing a grudge via gruesome, rain-soaked duel, Harrelson has moved himself south, taken on a cult of personality and established a small, isolated town of thrall-bound civilians. It's a good turn for Woody, showing that he works with a versatile set of skills and can pull off complex menace with ease. There's something sinister brewing behind those dark eyes and white wardrobe, but we only catch a glimpse.

When Hemsworth arrives in town, both a Texas ranger come to enforce the law and an orphaned son seeking retribution, the table seems set for fireworks. Instead, things grind to a halt and we trudge through a long, drab series of blunt manipulations and hollow conversations for an hour before the plot finally, abruptly, leaps back to life. The dramatic shifts in tone don't feel right, and the climax feels like it was lifted, bit by bit, from another film entirely. Hemsworth isn't able to match his co-star's depth, either, and that makes their clash of personality a relatively one-sided affair. Uneven, heavily padded and underwhelming - a waste of one good performance.