Ten Thousand Dollars For A Massacre
Hello, Manuel (Claudio Camaso). Do you remember me? I'm that bounty hunter you once met in a card game. Django (Gianni Garko). We played a few rounds together before a couple of poe faced bandits tried to fill me full of lead.
Anyway, Amigo, the main reason I'm here, today, is because some guy with a very convincing beard has asked me to retrieve something you currently have in your possession. It's his daughter, my friend. His beautiful young daughter named Dolores (Adriana Ambesi).
Hey! Don't worry yourself, Manuel. I quickly turned down his proposition because he wasn't offering me enough money. And on top of that, I'm also thinking about leaving town for
with my better half, Mijanou (Loredana Nusciak).
Then again, that's most probably why what next transpires all kicks off when a very convincing beard gives me an offer I can't refuse. As a fat lady loves to dance - an unholy pact turns into a game of chance - a good guy gets buried up to his neck - and at the end of the day, the bad guys are shuffled back into the preverbal deck.
At face value 'Ten Thousand Dollars for a Massacre' looks and sounds like any other Spaghetti Western made in the sixties. You have the good guy with his designer stubble. You have the bad guy with his menacing stare. Plus you have the jingly guitar music complimented with a story-line that doesn't want to go anywhere too fast.
However, my friends, I'm happy to say that in this case all of these factors were greatly enhanced with a number of discernible qualities that I got a right kick out of.
Something else I also enjoyed about this movie was how its general narrative appeared to evolve over time. It started off as your usual hunter / hunted type scenario. It then progressed into some sort of unholy alliance, where both the good guys and the bad guys were singing from the same prayer sheet. After that, though, well, thing really went back to your more conventional show-down shindig. You know. Where a man's got to do what a man's got to do, yadda-yadda-yadda.
Also, there was this one scene that I best mention. It was the one where Django was buried up to his neck in sand, and had the threat of a deadly scorpion looming over him. Honestly, folks. It was one of those scene-steeling death-traps you can't help but wonder how he's going to get out of.
Overall I'd say 'Ten Thousand Dollars for a Massacre' was a surprisingly good film to sit down and watch. Granted, it's no 'Good, Bad, and the Ugly'. But what it is, is a fairly nice slice of sixties cinema that is defiantly a cut above the rest.
THE RATING: B+