My Dad is always going on about the death of the Western in current films so here is one -despite starring a pin-up- he can, maybe, sink his teeth into:

The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford "doesn't try to reinvent the western as much as bring back to the same kind of timelessness which have made The Searchers or "The Wild Bunch or the westerns of Clint Eastwood favorites for generations. Twenty years on, Young Guns feels like even more like the tired '80s movie we knew it was when it was first released. Twenty years from now, this film will not be a victim of its time. It will be still be watched and benefit from the attempt to not chase what is hip or hot today. Edward Havens writing for Film Jerk.