Loved Eli. The news brought back a particular memory.
Saw The Good, The Bad under unusual circumstances -- at a cinema in Mogadishu, Somalia during my Peace Corps stint. Whispered the English-to-Somali translation to my Somali girlfriend the whole time. Fortunately The Man With No Name was also a man of few words, so I had plenty of time to get it right.
A few small stones chucked our way on the street as we left. Didn't turn to see from whom. Men and women weren't supposed to be together on the sidewalk in that culture (though two men would commonly walk together holding hands). Probably the same now -- assuming there are any sidewalks left after decades of civil war.