I've always been a bit delinquent about watching classic westerns. While I'd enjoyed High Noon, The Searchers, and Rio Bravo, something about their elemental morality is a snooze. But as part of my recent Clint Eastwood education (it started with Dirty Harry) I decided to do a triple feature of A Fistful of Dollars, For a Few Dollars More, and The Good, the Bad and the Ugly. Talk about getting drunk on the movies! I couldn't get enough of the campy dubbing and Clint's squint, all wrapped in a spirit of cool irreverence. Why didn't I watch these sooner? Now my love for Kill Bill: Vol. 2 just seems recycled.