A convenient rule of thumb when choosing whether to rent a video: The flashier the packaging, the more likely it is that the movie will blow. (Did the double-sided box for The Fan convince you to see the movie no one bothered to catch in the theater?) Thus, the reflective gold lettering on the cover of Gunfighter's Moon should signal a warning that the movie lies somewhere closer to those horror films with holographic monsters on the cover who roar when you press a button than, say, the painstakingly remastered, recently reissued version of Vertigo. That's not to say Gunfighter's Moon is terrible; it's just a standard western that benefits undeservedly from the crag-faced presence of Lance Henriksen (Aliens, Millennium). Henriksen plays an ace gunfighter—of course, he's haunted by his past—who returns to protect the woman he loves and the daughter he's never known from a band of killers hungry for vengeance. Moon steals shamelessly from High Noon and especially Unforgiven, right down to its protagonist's eerily jangling spurs. Watching it serves only to remind you how much more effective those films were, even if their boxes didn't catch the light in quite the same way.