Now this is more like it! Corpses everywhere, strange enemies, even stranger heroes - this is a good Italian Western, right here. Take that, Dead for a Dollar! Gianni Garko (of Body Count) is the mysterious Sartana, out to get some gold that's been scammed by local businessmen in conjunction with an amazingly over the top William Berger (Dial: Help, Maya, Spider Labyrinth and Keoma). Berger for me plays the best character in the film, a heartless, hyperactive killer who is not shy in double crossing folks, but can intuitively know when to hook up with Sartana too if the situation demands it.
Yep, it's one of those films. Missing gold, uneasy alliances, double crossings, and many, many shoot outs leading to corpses lying everywhere and a mere two characters left alive at the end. This is the kind of film you're looking for. It's got everything you want. Except boobs.
Some come for the Garko, who plays Sartana in a laid back, but deadly way, and stay for the Berger, who's anything but laid back here.
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Oh, and seemingly, Klaus Kinski turned up on set one day, stared into the camera a couple of times, and got paid for it!
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Oh, and this film has the loudest 'eating a chicken' foley effects I've heard ever heard ever heard.
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