When I hear the phrase "The Magnificent Seven" I am very much inclined to think of my sons. Those wonderful young men we have been raising for the last 19 years of marriage. They certainly are terrific, and occasionally wonderful, and at times they can even be magnificent, but that is not what this post is about.
A friend lent a copy of the movie The Magnificent Seven to us, and we watched it last night. I haven't seen a Western in a really long time.Like, my Dad was still alive, and I was a little girl long time. I was totally surprised by how good it actually was. Really. The message of good versus evil was so straightforward it was refreshing. OK sure, there was lots of gun fighting, but honestly at least everyone died with one easy shot! No blood or gore necessary to get the point across.