Brand of Shame (trailer)

For my name, please. Now, at last, the adult color western that puts you back in the saddle again. Contrary from what you may have been led to believe in the past, from western films and TV shows, the real men and women of that time and place were exactly like real men and women of every time and place.

And sex and lust and passion were not altogether unknown. After rescuing the maiden, the hero did not tip his ten-gallon hat and ride off into the sunset. He did what any red-blooded man would do.

If a girl wanted to show her gratitude, remember those dancehall girls? Now we're not naive and we all know what they really were. A brand of shame spells it out. When the villain and his henchmen captured and tied up to heroin, do you actually think they left all those clothes on her?

Well, they were men first. Villains and henchmen second. Brand of shame knows all. Shows all. Brand of shame is the film that shows how wild the Wild West really was. The hero. The heroine. The villains.

The good guys, the bad guys. It's the thing Hollywood does best. The film that takes you way down west.