The William Tell overture, along with about every other Lone Ranger cliche is present. The dufus, Lone Ranger I mean, isn't even a real ranger. He's an idiot, the brother of a real ranger, and has come back to town to be the district attorney. He's deputized by his brother to go after Butch Cavandish, but won't even carry a gun, because he doesn't believe in using one. He kills some people in the movie, but mostly by accident.

This is another of the anti-corporate movies being put out by Hollywood, not that I don't agree with them in this case and in others. The Whites, encouraged by the railroads, aided by the army, set out to wipe out the Indians, which of course, did happen. The treatment of Native Americans by the Whites was the equivalent of the Holocaust of WWII, and I saw all the Cowboy and Indian movies growing up in which the Indians were always the bad guys. At least, in this movie, they weren't.

I found nothing endearing about this Lone Ranger. He was an idiot, a fool, a bumpkin, that won, in most cases, through shear luck and with the aid of others, including Silver, a horse, a ghost horse, Tonto calls him, that saves him time and time again. If you want a movie in which a horse climbs trees and somehow appears on the roof of a tall barn to save him, this movie is for you.

There is only one silver bullet in this movie, and it isn't used until the end.

I don't know what audience they had in mind for this movie. It's much too violent for little kids - slaughter of Native Americans and cannibalism - and it's much too dumb for anyone over the age of five. Many movies like this are targeted to the twelve year-old, but this one was too dumb for a twelve year-old, in my opinion.

I guess I should have read some reviews first. I don't know what I expected, but I didn't expect to totally waste 2 1/2 hours of my life watching a piece of crap.