Wild Wild West


The two best special agents in the Wild West must save President Grant from the clutches of a diabolical, wheelchair-bound, steampunk-savvy, Confederate scientist bent on revenge for losing the Civil War.
This movie gets dunked on like it stole someone’s Oscar, but come on, it’s Will Smith in a steampunk Western with gadgets, giant robots, and Kenneth Branagh hamming it up as a Confederate villain in a wheelchair.
It’s loud, ridiculous, and absolutely committed to its own chaos.
Kevin Kline plays both the gadget, loving sidekick and President Grant, because why not?
Salma Hayek is there for charm and corsets, and the plot? Something about saving the president from a revenge driven madman with a flair for theatrical engineering.
It’s not deep, it’s a theme park ride with a script.
Critics called it exhausting, pointless and overproduced.
But you know what? It’s fun. It’s cheesy. And it never pretends to be anything else.
I bought it, I rewatched it and I still think it deserves more love,if only for the sheer spectacle.
Wild Wild West is a steampunk circus with Will Smith, gadgets and unapologetic nonsense.