Directed by:
Enzo G. CastellariCinematography:
Aiace ParolinCast:
Franco Nero, William Berger, Olga Karlatos, Orso Maria Guerrini, Woody Strode, Antonio Marsina, Joshua Sinclair, Victoria Zinny, Alfio Caltabiano (more)VOD (1)
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This seminal masterpiece stars Franco Nero (Django, Die Hard 2) as Keoma, a gunslinger, who on his return to his hometown finds it is now ruled by Caldwell, a sadistic local villain. To make matters worse, Keoma discovers his half brothers have joined Caldwell’s evil gang. Intent on restoring law and order, Keoma, aided by his childhood friend, the banjo-playing drunk (Woody Strode), has to fight this horde of ruthless killers to the bitter deadly end. (Cult Films)
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I haven't been as impressed with a spaghetti western as Desperado in a long time. And it's all the more interesting because (as far as I know) it has nothing at all to do with Sergio Leone or Ennio Morricone. Yet it dazzles with everything it has to offer. At first glance a simple, yet brilliantly delivered and ultimately dense fate story full of excellent characters, stunning direction to match Leone, catchy music, the actors... Like I said, everything.
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"The world keeps going around and around so you always end up in the same place." Keoma represents Freedom, the old hag with the cart symbolizes Death, and the unborn child stands for Life. Symbolism, mysticism, Shakespeare, Peckinpah. Now you have the necessary clues to navigate the somewhat patchy story of the continually revised script and understand why Franco Nero, after returning from Woodstock, immediately dove into producing slowly dying unfree villains while playing the music recordings made there. The spaghetti is gone, the circle is closed. Franco can return Björn Borg’s wig. "He can't die. And you know why? Because he's free. And a man who's free never dies."
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One of the most visually impressive (late) spaghetti westerns, with polished widescreen compositions that even Leone himself would envy. A pleasantly atypical western with avant-garde editing (ingeniously combining past and present), an almost post-apocalyptic atmosphere of a dusty city decimated by plague (the night scenes lit by torches are reminiscent of the Middle Ages), religious symbolism and a charismatic Franco Nero with the visage of Jesus. It's a hodgepodge of everything from Shakespeare to Bergman to Peckinpah, but surprisingly it works as a whole. The only thing that throws it off is the bizarre soundtrack, with its whiny ballad songs in which two singers comment directly on what's happening in the film.
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