They squeezed all the juice out of it. You start with what may be the best movie of all time, 'The Seven Samauri', and they sanitized it. Nobody said the 'N' word. They threw in Byung-hun Lee for the Asian market. Denzel is still sleepwalking. Chris Pratt is not funny. Hollywood by the numbers.
Don't listen to naysayers, this is a "pop western" that is one helluva fun ride from start to finish, full of interest characters throughout. It somewhat reminds me of a western that Tarantino would make, but to be honest, I'd watch this over Hateful Eight any day.
Rousing and often action packed if unnecessary remake (of a remake). Washington equates himself well to the world of westerns often compensating for a smug Chris Pratt. The characters this time around are no more than a cypher simply hitting their marks as they go around. The camera work of Fiore is quite good and perhaps with a stronger director there could have been a little more substance.
Mostly solid, but Byung Hun-Lee Hun's largely dialog-free performance shows what this film should've been in some respect. Making the titular band of outlaws more of a presence and a force to be reckoned with than a gaggle of wisecracking, generic cowboy archetypes. It's not really a problem when that strong finale rolls around because then the larger problem comes to light - this should've been rated R.
Everyone but Ethan Hawke had perfect teeth. Either they all have perfect teeth or none of them have perfect teeth. You can't just single out Ethan Hawke and give him janky-ass teeth. Not even the mountain man had bad teeth. Not even the Comanche whose idea of dentistry is chewing on roots had bad teeth. Every time I saw Denzel in those "cinematic" silhouette shots all I could see were his freekin teeth. God Almighty.