Only now does it occur to me... that RIDE WITH THE DEVIL is rife with such moments of unintentional hilarity. My favorite moment might be this: after gunning some Union men, the gang of Southern militia guerrilla warrior Bushwhackers- including such backwoods hayseed types such as Skeet Ulrich and Jonathan Rhys Meyers– whip off their hats and twirl their finely conditioned 1990s 1860s manes in cold-blooded ecstasy,
looking at best like the fleecy-locked members of Testament:
and at worst like the finely coiffed members of Tangier.
Er- maybe I mixed those best/worst classifications up. Anyway, you can watch the whole grisly affair here:
