How the West was fun! Back to the Future Part III (1990), the immensely popular trilogy’s final installment, finds beloved characters Marty McFly (Michael J. Fox) and Dr. Emmett Brown (Christopher Lloyd) dodging the perils of the wild wild West. When Marty discovers that Doc was murdered by Biff's great grandpa Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen (Thomas F. Wilson) shortly after sending a letter from his new home in the Old West, he must repair the famed time-traveling DeLorean and save his friend. But when he heads back to 1885, he gets run over by some Natives on horseback, the Delorean spills all its gas, and Marty gets knocked out and saved by his own great grandparents. Dubbing himself "Clint Eastwood," Marty needs to find a way to save Doc, get the Delorean up to 88 miles an hour without gasoline, and as always, make sure he doesn't screw up the future. Part III celebrates the lightheartedness of the franchise established in the 1985 original and provides fans with a satisfying final spin in the DeLorean. Speaking of things that we’d like to take for a spin, the foxy Michael J. Fox is at his prime in Part III, capturing our hearts and our groins with his youthful Marty McFly character. While his gorgeous body and face are enough to make us want to unzip his McFly and go all Brokeback on this cowboy, the series’ final flick gives us a delicious glimpse of Michael’s luscious mounds as he wears some old timey pajamas with a hole in them! Great Scott! Baby got Back to the Future! We'd sure like to slip off his Calvin Klein's! Mr. Man would like to get hot and "this is heavy" with him! We could go on and on. No, there's no Oedipal sexual tension in this one, but thanks to that ass shot Back to the Future Part III is one you've got to see!