In this sense, My Darling Clementine is a strange antithesis to watch in tandem with Killers. Perversely fitting that the former is completely absent of any native character or presence. The vision of the West the King Hales of the world were aiming for all along.

ALSO been thinkin about the “great American Westerns” and Killers of the Flower Moon. Safe to say now, Killers is decidedly NOT a western. Ain't even a revisionist or anti-western. In it's shadow, the Western myth is a completely false notion to the point of being anti-matter.