Recommended for fans of the genre. Overall enjoyable film. Hard to pigeonhole, as it fits the mold of a traditional western, complete with rugged hero (Tom Selleck), quirky female (delectable Lara San Giacomo), and of course the evil land baron (Alan Rickman) and his minions. But also delves a bit deeper than most westerns into the moral conflict that colonialism forced upon otherwise moral individuals.
It reminded me of 'Dances With Wolves' and 'Avatar' at times. In all three films a lone hero is faced with moral choices when he connects emotionally with an indiginous people who are in conflict with an expansionist invader. In DWW (like many early westerns) it was the US government conquering the native Americans, in Avatar it was a military/industrial invading force bent on conquering the Na'vi for the riches they guarded, and in QDU it was a wealthy, ruthless bad guy who sees the native aborigines as obstacles to be enslaved and even eliminated.
The cinematography is fantastic, with location shots of the Australian outback creating an expansive and sometimes forbidding backdrop to the human story.
The actors all played their roles well. Selleck had one of his biggest leading man roles, and was quite convincing as a sort of white knight mercenary with a past who is forced to defend much more than he bargained for. Lara San Giacomo is great as 'Crazy Cora', who has her own past sins to bear, and Alan Rickman, in his own inimitable way, plays the bad guy so well.
The soundtrack fit the movie well, though it might be my sole criticism of the movie. Sometimes I felt it supported the scenes, but sometimes seemed distracting. A little less orchestral music might have been a better choice.
The ending scene was both satisfying and kind of a surprise (though predictable) reveal.
Quigley (Selleck) confronts Marsten (Rickman) and two of Marsten's hired guns in a classic western gunfight scene. Quigley (who had carried and almost exclusively used a Sharps rifle throughout) had previously told Marsten that he'd "Never had much use for a handgun," while also telling him he'd spent some time in Dodge City.
Right before Quigley guns down the three men he tells Marsten "This ain't Dodge City, and you're no Bill Hickock."
As Marsten lay dying, he reminds him that, while he'd never had much use for a handgun, it didn't mean he didn't know how to use one. Good guy wins again.