Macho leading-man action movies don’t get any more generic than “Malone.” Burt Reynolds is at his toupeed, barrel-chested, mailing-it-inniest. I think it was filmed during the period when he was addicted to Halcyon. King of the one-word sentence. King. Undisputed. Seriously. The plot is ripped off from every western ever made (stranger with a past rides into town, gets caught up in local drama between townsfolk and land baron) with requisite 1987 twists (Mustangs, survivalists, the CIA, shadowy government conspiracies). It’s “Pale Rider” plus “On Deadly Ground” except not as good. It’s not terrible. It just kind of… is. Seriously.