This is the best short comedy film since "The Dove". In fact, someone ought to put these two together on a DVD; it would be a sure-fire bestseller.
Unless they're extremely lucky, sooner or later everyone encounters this personality type, but there's nothing garden-variety about Bob Balaban's Tex: He's the Godzilla of Passive-Aggression. Full of tough-guy bluster and baffled fury, Charles Rocket has his best role in years as the hapless gunfighter who calls Tex out, only to discover in the end that he's no match for the wiles of our title character. Balaban is perfect. The very thought of this meek-and-mild-looking actor as a fearsome gunslinger is a major hoot. That is, until you experience the utter fiendishness that is Tex.
Unless they're extremely lucky, sooner or later everyone encounters this personality type, but there's nothing garden-variety about Bob Balaban's Tex: He's the Godzilla of Passive-Aggression. Full of tough-guy bluster and baffled fury, Charles Rocket has his best role in years as the hapless gunfighter who calls Tex out, only to discover in the end that he's no match for the wiles of our title character. Balaban is perfect. The very thought of this meek-and-mild-looking actor as a fearsome gunslinger is a major hoot. That is, until you experience the utter fiendishness that is Tex.