‘The Harder They Fall’ Review: A True Ode to the Western

The Harder They Fall is a western in its truest form and an ode to the real cowboys of America. With a swagger that rivals your favorite music videos, the cast alone excites your nether regions. Regina King and Idris Elba battling it out with Jonathan Majors!!? You would think this was your wettest of dreams, but when you open your eyes, you realize it’s a nitty-gritty spaghetti western, and the buck stops there. My take may be an unpopular opinion, but the story and structure weren’t as strong as their cast. Don’t get me wrong; it gave me a special feeling in my heart to see all the melanin just radiating off of the screen and the badassery. It is important for representation, no doubt about it. But if you are reading this article, you know we have some Black Nerd Problems with representation alone. So, before I’m shut down in the comments, let me tell you how I really feel. Don’t worry, no spoilers ahead, just unfiltered opinions. The Hateful Eight I rush to the screening room for The Harder They Fall, sweat dripping and out of breath in excitement. I pull out my phone, promising the PR reps I don’t have COVID and showing them my vaccination records and negative test results. I sit down in high anticipation at what should be a masterpiece in film craft and acting acumen. Of course, with my critic hat on –  I’m also ready to tear it to shreds if need be. The film begins with a reminder that these characters may not be real, but they do exist. If you don’t know, let me g…