11/01/2025
Alan Rickman, in the space of a few years, committed to screen two of the finest movie villain performances of modern blockbuster cinema. It would be fair to say that both acted as a template of sorts for the standard British foe that would permeate big Hollywood movies for the decade that followed, and Rickman steered clear of villainous roles thereafter.
But sandwiched in-between the release of Die Hard in 1988 and Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves in 1991 was an Australian western by the name of Quigley Down Under.
First released in 1990, although not making it to the UK until 1991 (some three months before Robin Hood arrived on UK cinema screens), it’s a western set in Australia, directed by Simon Wincer. Wincer won an Emmy for helming the acclaimed TV series Lonesome Dove, and would go on to direct Free W***y, The Phantom (yes!), and Crocodile Dundee in Los Angeles.
Quigley Down Under, however, is a small treat. Certainly Wincer takes his time absorbing the gorgeous Australian landscape. And then he fashions a film that tells the story of an American sharpshooter who travels to Australia at the request of a not-very-nice rancher by the name of Elliott Marston. Three guesses where Rickman fits in.
The film at first feels like a vehicle for Tom Selleck, and he and his moustache are the lead characters here. When he arrives, I couldn’t help but think Selleck had nicked his wardrobe from Michael J. Fox’s look, back when Marty turns up in the Old West at the start of Back to the Future: Part III. But things soon settle down, and Selleck goes about playing Matthew Quigley, a man who’s basically American Sniper in Australia in Olden Times.
A sniper who also never seems to miss a shot.
Quigley has an experimental weapon (steady), which basically means he can shoot anything the camera is pointing at. And at first, this means he and Elliott Marston get on very well. Rickman plays Marston very much as an Englishman in the outback, and he’s also sporting a fine moustache (although not at Selleck standard). It doesn’t take long for Quigley and Marston to not see eye to eye, and it also doesn’t take too long for us to realize that Marston is a bastard. His plan basically involves genocide. What’s more, Rickman pitches Marston as slightly closer to the screen-gobbling Sheriff of Nottingham as opposed to Die Hard‘s Gruber. It’s interesting that of his three villain roles, the two that come across lighter are the ones involving a scene of attempted r**e (Robin Hood) and attempted mass murder. His coolest, most collected antagonist remains Hans Gruber, and he was just after some bearer bonds.
But to be clear, his turn in Quigley Down Under is excellent, as you’d expect. The downside is that we don’t get an awful lot of screentime with him here. This is very much a Tom Selleck vehicle, and quite a good one, but it does mean that the requisite dose of Rickman is found near the start and at the end of the film (although he pops up from time to time, at one point talking to a man with a red pompom on his hat).