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Westerns circa 1970 were mostly about the end of the West, and Monte Walsh is smack-dab in the middle of that melancholy moment. Lee Marvin and Jack Palance play middle-aged cowboys whose wandering ways are getting hemmed in by corporations, fences, and their own aging muscles. Not only is the boss man (grizzled veteran Jim Davis) laying off his longtime ranch hands, he doesn't even own the ranch himself anymore. The movie that emerges from this weary milieu is a curious, meandering artifact: the shapeless early going consists of fairly broad slapstick scenes of cowhand tomfoolery, and comes around--almost reluctantly, you sense--to a conventional frontier-justice story in its final half-hour. The movie's got Marvin's unimpeachable presence, a nice understated turn from Palance, and the welcome novelty of Jeanne Moreau playing Marvin's prostitute galfriend