By d. emerson eddy — As we travel further down that dusty western trail, we realize that it's becoming less and less a trail well-travelled, maybe not even a path now, and we're getting tangled up in a messy bramble growing out of what looks to be a swamp. The horses don't much like it, but you notice that one of them is now skeletal and the other appears to be speaking an indigenous language no one thought was extant. We've strained far from the westerns of old and are back in one of my favorite realms, the weird western. And to another modern masterpiece, The Sixth Gun from Cullen Bunn and Brian Hurtt.