Those lucky enough to be well and staying at home have turned to various things to stay engaged. My husband and I are watching Westerns. I couldn’t be more surprised! The solitary, tough, taciturn tall man-in-the-saddle image is an anathema to the kind of guy I like to see in the movies. But, for the moment, I am hooked.
It may be the vast landscape I can view on the screen – the plains, deserts and the towering buttes in Monument Valley. The vistas, so immense, majestic and eternal reduce the concerns of men to an inconsequential size. I like to see the bandannas worn around the neck instead of covering nose and mouth, except in the case of bad men. Unlike us, the cowboy hero is free to wander from place to place, fighting visible villains, instead of an invisible virus. Most of all there is a code of honor. The good guys have it, in spades. That is not to say that all Westerns have simple right and wrong plots, the best introduce some shades of gray.