Once Upon a Time in the West (1968)

So somebody said that I post not enough posts, well, that's because I'm a lazy lion. Get it ? Good.
Now, for those who are still waiting for a review: I don't really say that very often, but when I do , I mean it, and this is probably the best. Best western, I have ever seen.

 C'era una volta il West (1968) has everything needed for a good western. Characters are like they should be: there's a good guy, who is misterious and a good shot, there's a bad guy, who's laughing at the face of danger and can't be gunned down by anyone, and there's a bad guy, who does good and he's sort of a good-bad guy that you love to hate. Glad to make that clear. Just as a side note , that is really similar to The Good The Bad and The Ugly, just here we have more emotional deaths, sometimes you really don't want some guys to die. It really plays on you, even thou some bad guys are as evil as Jehovah's witnesses , you still go "baw" when they kick the bucket. One more thing for the characters is that every one says something meaningful and fairly smart. And I really enjoy when there is also something to learn from movies, not just waste time on pretty pictures. And oh my, these pictures are pretty indeed sir. The way the camera goes, all the angles that it shows and all the dirtiness that makes things realistic, all sum up in a breath taking and putting it back to you form the wrong end movie.

 This ladies and not so ladies, is Charles Bronson , know as Harmonica in the movie. Why ? Well Watson, that's because he plays his harmonica. And that is some songs of death that he plays, because when he plays them, you stop breathing and start waiting for something to happen. That music he plays builds so much tension that your mind gets blown apart , put in a bag, sent to mars and reassembled there . And Charles handles his harmonica very well indeed. He's here to fock everything up, just because he needs to set some old scores. So if you're thinking of choosing your next hero in show and tell back in class, the you better choose this bad-ass good guy.

 Damn... there is still so much that I would like to say but might not find the right words for this masterpiece of westerns. You really have to see this for your self, for I can't explain how epic everything goes, how amazing bad guys walk down the desert , how stunning does it feel to see every twist in the story that takes you in and doesn't let go. I don't even have the right words to state the good old mano-a-mano that takes place, and puts the finishing strokes on the roll of little paintings that all together are called C'era una volta il West , the Italian comeback for every western in America.






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