First off, this absolute piece of rotting flesh is historically inaccurate in too many ways to innumerable, but the one star that Amozon Prime gave it intrigued me, as I honestly didnt think it could be that bad. But 5 minutes and 15 seconds in, I had to open windows in my house to render the stench equalized. The chubby boy that played Doc (who at this point in his life weighed less than 150 due to a lung disease called consumption), could not have been worse - he'd have been better off laying in a bed, covering up with blankets, and portraying a "sleeping" Doc Holliday. Ike clanton's portrayer scowled and shook like a caricature of Yosemite Sam, and it just went downhill from there. Bad acting, bad production, bad everything. This thing was too torturous to sit through as the producers missed the mark here.
