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I really don't like Western movies at all. I try to watch one or two, but there's always something in them that I find boring, and I end up barely forcing myself through them, and then I abandon the genre.
I haven't read a lot of Western novels, but my experience with them is complete opposite. I loved reading all Karl May Winnetou novels, some children's Buffalo Bill stories, while my all-time favourite is Riders of the Purple Sage by Zane Grey. I found a battered copy of it in my grandpa's closet. I had no idea what it was, or who Zane Grey was, but it captured me completely, and it remains to this day, one of my fondest reading experiences. Weird as it sounds, I haven't read a lot from him since.
As for nonfiction, there's Time-Life's The Old West series. Lovely art and details. There's plenty of them digitised on archive.org available to borrow, but they really need to be held to be appreciated. I never went through all off them. I have Gold diggers or The Forty-Niners as they're called in English at home, and there should be Gunslingers and Indians in the family somewhere. At the back of my mind, there's a plan to collect them all sometime. They're really not that expensive on ebay, but I keep putting it off, just like Zane Grey.
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