Billy Wilder continues to amaze me, this time with a tale of opportunity and deceit taking place in American West. The game that this director plays on its audience is second to none at this point, leaves an unknown taste in your mouth - you can't figure out whether it is catharsis or despair that you are feeling.

As far as Anti-Heroes are concerned, Charles Tatum finds himself amongst the top names, atleast in my list. Fallen from the graces but instead of redemption, he seeks exploitation. The other end of the coin is our victim, who is as helpless as they come. Trapped in the true meaning of the word. Around his unmoving body lies the plot that drills and drills but remains short in the end.

No proper mining permits but this was a swift story. Has the moral side and the turning of virtue has the important lesson. In the end, the cave swallowed the victim while the whole world gathered with fascination to watch it happen.

The air grows heavy. Oppression comes out. The spectators are hungry. Bureaucracy chokes humanity. The grind keeps going but with no purpose. It is one of those films where death was meaningless as the life to those who end up profiting from it.

Billy Wilder