While certainly not one of Eastwood's better Westerns, I still mostly enjoyed this film thanks to Shirley MacLaine's not-quite-believeable performance as a nun of questionable habits (no pun intended). She floats by on her indefatigable charm, and Eastwood yet again plays the "man with no name" character to somewhat diminishing effect, but through it all the story barely stays glued together due to their personality conflicts. Not for everybody, but truth be told, I'll give this another spin at some point.