There's a mystique surrounding Desert Eagles due to being featured in movies. I bought one from a guy who hated his. It had the most beautiful bluing I've ever seen in person. It was in .44 Magnum and I, too, soon learned to hate it. It was uselessly heavy and I couldn't reach the safety with my thumb- it was definitely a two hands job. I paid $700 dollars for it and sold it for significantly more. I still hate it. Even its memory makes my brow furrow to the point that I reflexively passed on a very nice Desert Eagle 1911 years later.