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Sydney Sweeney and an Eclectic Cast Leads the Entertaining Western-Noir Hybrid Americana

Sydney Sweeney and an Eclectic Cast Leads the Entertaining Western-Noir Hybrid Americana
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It takes a little while, maybe as much as half the movie, to adjust the self-conscious rhythms of Americana, a multi-character, noirish modern Western. Early on, when young Cal (Gavin Maddox Bergman) identifies himself to his sister’s scumbag boyfriend Dillon (Eric Dane) as “the reincarnation of Sitting Bull,” the seeming abuser responds with “that’s offensive” – a funny character note, that a macho jackass would adopt a glimmer of decorum just to angrily correct a tween kid. But as long as he’s being surprisingly aware, maybe he should lead with “that’s cutesy” – which is more of the danger in writer-director Tony Tost’s feature debut. Though bodies eventually start to pile up, experienced students of post-Tarantino crime movies may instead nervously anticipate the point where Americana becomes toxically pleased with itself.

Happily, the moment never quite arrives. This despite the movie spending a not inconsiderable amount of time in a small South Dakota diner, where Penny Jo (Sydney Sweeney) works as a waitress, begging for a QT-style standoff to break out. Indeed, Penny Jo overhears Dillon chatting with a wealthy benefactor named Roy Lee Dean (Simon Rex) about a robbery; Roy, a collector of American artifacts, will pay Dillon a modest amount of money to steal a Native American ghost shirt from Pendelton Duvall (Toby Huss, for one scene). Penny Jo knows the shirt is worth even more than Roy is letting on, and figures if she can somehow intercept it, the proceeds of a sale might pay for her to go to Nashville and take her shot at a singing career. She enlists diner regular Lefty (Paul Walter Hauser) to help her hash out a plan. Lefty enacts the longstanding tradition of doing something mostly out of desire to hang out with a pretty girl, though he’s more sweetly dedicated than lascivious. (We see him recite a prewritten and premature marriage proposal to another woman earlier on.)

The promise of the ghost shirt also draws in Dillon’s fed-up girlfriend Mandy (Halsey), looking for money to start fresh again, and Ghost Eye (Zahn McClarnon), a member of a radical native group. It may have been around the time that Ghost Eye explains that he named himself after Ghost Dog: Way of the Samurai and enthusiastically recommends that Jim Jarmusch movie to Cal that Americana won me over. It’s the kind of reference that might pop on Poker Face, the clever detective series where Tost has served as showrunner for its most recent season.

The cast of Americana, as you may have surmised, is stacked with performers like Sweeney, Hauser, and Huss, who may all technically be overexposed (collectively, they have six other movies out this year; three of those could be playing down the hall from this one) yet haven’t really worn out their welcomes. Hauser and Sweeney are particularly cute together as a not-quite-couple with his-and-hers conditions (he has a head injury; she has a stutter) that could potentially impede their communication process, but instead seems to have inspired a certain directness in both of them. Tost gives his talented cast above-average dialogue for this sort of thing. It may take a while to feel certain that he’s on the level, but the movie is more sincere than smarmy. Some of the seeming cleverness, admittedly, is actually just convenience. There are plenty of characters who register more as cardboard figures printed out to provide some additional unsympathetic deaths; for most of the running time, the expendables are as easy to find as any given slasher movie. (Maybe easier.)

Still: Americana makes a better stab at being an actual western, complete with homestead-style shootout, than a lot of crime stories set in wide open spaces. At the same time, it somehow manages to lack both the true moral murk of a great noir, while also eschewing the elemental drama of a great Western. It’s pretty good at both, though, and Tost seems like he knows it, without letting the movie’s solid craft go to his head.

Director: Tony Tost
Writer:: Tony Tost
Starring: Sydney Sweeney, Paul Walter Hauser, Halsey, Zahn McClarnon, Gavin Maddox Bergman, Simon Rex
Release Date: August 15, 2025


Jesse Hassenger is associate movies editor at Paste. He also writes about movies and other pop-culture stuff for a bunch of outlets including A.V. Club, GQ, Decider, the Daily Beast, and SportsAlcohol.com, where offerings include an informal podcast. He also co-hosts the New Flesh, a podcast about horror movies, and wastes time on social media under the handle @rockmarooned.

 
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