
It’s no wonder I never got around to seeing it. When it comes to films, I can usually tell whether I am going to like the film about 95% of the time. It’s all about expectations. I know when I walk into a horror film or even a Jason Statham film for that matter that I’m not going to judge it on the same scale as I’d judge a Scorsese of David Lynch film. But sadly Ride with the Devil is an exercise in ego. The characters are flat, the film is entirely too long and aside from Jeffrey Wright, ever single character is miscast. To make matters worse, Ang Lee gave Jewel a lead role and she didn’t even have to show her boobies (No, the breast feeding scenes does *not* count). I guess we should thank him from keeping her from yodeling. {Scratch that...the credits are still rolling and there is a Jewel song}
The film is well shot and has some well thought out action sequences, but this can not save the film. I can always tell the quality of a script and story based on my feelings of the characters. Do I care about them? Am I engaged in their pain, happiness and conflict? This film left me cold and bewildered and whenever something happened in this film (good or bad), I felt indifferent. Ang Lee rebounded triumphantly winning an Oscar for Crouching Tiger just a year later and since then, has made a series of films that entrance me (and I include the Hulk in that category). Ride with the Devil is a film that should work and had everything going for it, but is proof that even great directors can misfire at times.