Directed by:
Sergio CorbucciCinematography:
Silvano IppolitiComposer:
Ennio MorriconeCast:
Jean-Louis Trintignant, Klaus Kinski, Frank Wolff, Luigi Pistilli, Mario Brega, Carlo d'Angelo, Marisa Merlini, Marisa Sally, Raf Baldassarre (more)Plots(1)
On an unforgiving, snow swept frontier, a group of bloodthirsty bounty hunters, led by the vicious Loco (Klaus Kinski) prey on a band of persecuted outlaws who have taken to the hills. As the price on each head is collected one-by-one, only a mute gunslinger named Silence (Jean-Louis Trintignant) stands between the innocent refuges and the greed and corruption that the bounty hunters represent. But, in this harsh, brutal world, the lines between right and wrong aren't always clear and good doesn't always triumph. (official distributor synopsis)
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It's hard not to agree that at times Trintignant is almost too similar to Eastwood. On the other hand, this is still a fantastic western with an interesting story, intriguing characters, and an unexplored setting that is brilliantly utilized in the film - the snow isn't just for show, but has consequences for the unfolding events. After a long time, I was able to enjoy a western again, and this one got to me. And not to mention how excellent the ending is, or rather, how different it is.
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A stylish spaghetti western set not in the dusty plains of the American West, but in the snowing mountains of Utah. But every potential positive has its reverse side too. For instance, Trintignant’s role is like a doppelganger to Eastwood’s man with no name from the Dollars trilogy (in some shots with a tipped hat, stubble and cheroot he is his spitting image), but he comes nowhere near him in terms of charisma. Morricone’s music is great of course, but it takes a criminally back seat. Even though luckily not completely silenced. The outstanding camerawork does a good job at disguising the cheap production design, but it should never be allowed to be so “jerky" as it is in places (for instance the opening credits scene where instead of panning smoothly to follow the horse and rider, he lets them ride from one edge of the shot to the other and then turns the camera sharply after him, and it repeats again and again). Klaus Kinski’s performance, but he should never be allowed to act so hard in some scenes and of course Corbucci who definitely is no amateur director, but comes nowhere near Leone’s format. So why steal from him so obviously? It seems that this is an average Italian B-spaghetti the likes of which an infinite number popped up in the seventies, huh? But it’s a good movie, even better than just good. It just needed to find its own way and not to stop at being a “Dollar" movie set in the foothills of the Rocky Mountains. But even so, it’s enough to make it one of the best movies of this subgenre. Perhaps the only area that is completely “but"-free is the snowy atmosphere and the rough characters who take no nonsense and are the sort to shoot first and ask questions later. The filmmakers manage to hold this together even at the end (but they shouldn’t have shot an alternative ending too). And a note to end with: The Czech distributor continued in the footsteps of the original. At first glance they translated the title well and effectively, but only until you see the movie.
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It's a pity there weren't more silent characters in The Great Silence, because the dubbing on the DVD is terrible and you won't find the original track with Czech subtitles. But the film was a success - even more than that - and the ending put the crown on it. Two years earlier, Sergio Corbucci made Django and if you thought the main character got a hell of a beating, get ready for something even more gratuitous. Jean-Louis Trintignant was good, but Klaus Kinski was better. Ennio Morricone's music did not stand out this time, although it is very good.
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