The history of early Hollywood is filled with fascinating intersections where the raw mythology of the American frontier crashed headlong into an emerging film industry that traded squarely in make-believe. Perhaps no intersection is more evocative than the genuine, documented friendship between silent film megastar Tom Mix and the legendary frontier lawman Wyatt Earp, who spent his final years in Los Angeles serving as an occasional, unpaid technical adviser on early Westerns. This bizarre piece of historical trivia forms the bedrock of Sunset, a highly ambitious, deeply eccentric 1988 genre hybrid written and directed by Blake Edwards. Coming off a string of broad comedies, Edwards attempted something remarkably complex here, trying to fuse a nostalgic period piece, a breezy buddy comedy, and a dark, hard-boiled murder mystery into a single cohesive experience. While the resulting film famously tanked at the box office and divided critics, looking back at it reveals a flawed, deeply ...