Reason number one to love this movie: Clint Eastwood with stubble. He is so virile in that Movie, that he makes me doubt about my own masculinity. Besides what could be better for any man than spend a Saturday afternoon watching a bunch of guys shooting on tv? (news from Irak doesn’t count)  

But the best of all is the Music. In fact the music is so good, that if I were president of any country I would proclaim the music of the good, the bad, and the ugly as the national anthem. Can you imagine an international match of any sport and you have to play against a team that plays that music before any game?