The story is oddly familiar. Erica (Jodie Foster) and David (Naveen Andrews) are a young, engaged couple looking forward to their wedding. As the epitome of happiness, the two are a borderline self-parody right off the bat. Of course, the motiveless thugs who brutally beat them are every inch their thematic foils -- hard-drinking, foul-mouthed ingrates who revel in and even videotape the trashing. Three weeks later, Erica awakes in a hospital bed to find out that her fiancée is dead, and she fights her emotional losses by dealing out her own brand of justice. All she is missing is Batman's cape and cool gadgets.
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Those days are gone. Now we have crap like Wild Wild West to pass for the western. And that record is not improved with the unbearable tale of American Outlaws.
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