You get the feeling that, in order to truly appreciate this music, you need to see the movie.

It vaguely reminds me of some of the Revolutionary Army of the Infant Jesus’ material.

These guys play intricate and heartfelt rock, full of passion and honesty.

When the film reaches its conclusion, it’s both a genuine shock and fitting resolution — and all the more tragic.

If this isn’t music for overcoming broken times and bitter moments, than I don’t know what is.

One wonders if this is the greatest western ever made.

All in all, a so-called classic that misses out on all of the aspects that make a classic western.

The Fleshpeddlers are not what I was expecting.

Donald Glaude knows he is there to entertain the crowd and have a good time, and it really shows.

While it has hooks aplenty, it doesn’t really have standout tracks.

Probably as a good a place as any to start if you want to start delving into the history of electronic music.

After watching the film, and thinking about it in more detail, I simply feel cheated.

A muddled, fairly uninvolving mess of a movie.

A very powerful movie that shows, in often brutal detail, the effects of war on the friendship of three young men.

I wouldn’t call this one a “must-see,” but if you have a chance to see it, and would like to see more of Jet Li, you certainly can’t go wrong.