It’s probably slightly more accurate to be referring to this one as The Woman of… because I’m going to be talking about one woman in particular: the wildly problematic Yen Sun.
What, did you you think I was just going to gush over these characters and pretend like they’re not sometimes a massive let down?
Clearly, dear reader, you have not sat with me at a bar and watched me gradually make myself hate something I love.
Cider at the ready. We’re going in.
(Oh, fair warning to those of you that read my last, rather well researched The Women of… post – we don’t do that shit anymore. I got memes and a potty mouth and I ain’t afraid to use them)Continue reading “The Women of Young Guns (1988)”