I’ll move down to a lower shelf pretty soon. Good luck to the little boy tonight!
Since last posting I’ve watched
11 Death Rides a Horse This should have been a great film, and could have been, save for the casting of John Phillip Law (not sure if it’s Law with a wooden toothpick or the other way around) and the last 20 minutes. And
12 Day of Anger
Today
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and hopefully this
no 11. Pannaccio: Death Played the Flute (1972)
-Super low budget film which has strange charm. Steven Tedd’s Whistler is such a memorable character and the film has very weird sound effects which creates eerie atmosphere. 5/10
So far I have watched 4 films from the Official top 20 and 4 from my alternative 20 against 4 from my own top 20. Two of them held their ground, two didn’t. The films to take their place are the two last films watched:
13. Sonora
14. They Want Him Dead
That sorted out, I have another problem. My alterative 20 is growing thin. That’s what I’ll work on the rest of this SpagvemberFest.
I had a very bad day yesterday: I didn’t feel well but had an appointment that couldn’t be cancelled, so I took the buss to Antwerp (mainly to avoid the traffic jams) and when I got there, two of the four people I was supposed to meet hadn’t shown up and when I wanted to get home I found out there was a strike - once again - in the public transport sector, so I had to wait for my buss (along with a group of students and factory workers for more then two hours. It started raining, I forgot to take an umbrella with me, so …
Etcetera, etcetera
… So when i finally got home I needed an action movie of the furious and rather simplistic kind, the kind of movie our good @Reverend would describe (and actually once describes) as:
“Bang crash, bang wallop, biff bosh bash - wallop wallop, kap-ow ping, boof aghhh BANG!”
Vamos a matar, compañeros (1970) – The Mercenary’s companion-piece, almost a reprise, the beginning of Corbucci’s creative decline, and proof that, yes, once upon a time Iris Berben was young – followed by La banda J. & S. Cronaca criminale del Far West (1972), a chronicle of profound disorientation on several levels. S.: “I’m not an animal!” – J.: “You’re worse. You’re a goddamn female!” – S.: “That’s right. You hit the nail on the head!” Holy c…p. Next: Che c’entriamo noi con la rivoluzione? (1972), Corbucci’s twelfth and penultimate Western.
SPAGVEMBERFEST 2016 - A FISTFUL OF REAPPRAISALS: DAY 12
A double header today brings me back up to scratch, and it comes in the form of yesterday’s as-yet-unwatched pic God’s Gun coupled with today’s intended film: Hallelujah For Django (Lucidi, 1967) an uneven but entertaining enough pic featuring George Hilton in “Grinning Buffoon” mode as far as I recall, alongside Dick Spitfire regular Hunt Powers in probably my favourite performance from him, as a bandit posing as a padre (which kind-of gives my double-bill a “Man-of-the-Cloth” theme, a bit. Praise be!).
Spagvemberfest 2016 Number 12
A welcome revisit to one of my favourite Robert Woods films, My Name is Pecos.
A cracking little Spaghetti complete with painful looking eye tape and a theme tune with incomprehensible lyrics. What more could you want?
Today’s films:
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Spagvemberfest 2016 Number 13
This marathon project is not just a strength test of your marriage and sanity. It is also a reminder to re-watch great films like A Hole in the Forehead. And that makes it worthwhile in and of itself. Love this film and Anthony Ghidra in anything to be honest. Viva Spagvemberfest!!
SPAGVEMBERFEST 2016 - A FISTFUL OF REAPPRAISALS: DAY 13
Going today for a movie to which I don’t feel I’ve given its due: Bandidos (Dallamano, 1967), a movie which thus far has only stuck in the mind for its incredible opening. It’s definitely one of the higher quality spags among those I’m watching this month though, and I think it’s going to prove a decent “Sunday” choice of film, too.
Re-watching Che c’entriamo noi con la rivoluzione? – “what do we have to do with the revolution,” knowing it “will not be televised” or released on BD/DVD? – brought a very pleasant surprise: this time I was prepared for the irritating English dubbing and the not-so-excellent image and audio quality of the AVI file made from a German television broadcast, and I really enjoyed the film; in particular its wide-ranging references, from Vincenzo Bellini’s English Civil War opera I puritani (1835), whose famous duet “Suoni la tromba” opens the movie, and Giacomo Puccini’s French Revolutionary Wars opera Tosca (1900) via two Shakespeare plays, Othello and Richard III, to historical figures such as Giuseppe Garibaldi (1807–1882) and Emiliano Zapata (1879–1919). “In many ways the least ‘western’ of all his westerns” (Phil_H), Corbucci’s third Mexican Revolution venture may be a mess – a “sporadically entertaining mess,” according to Kevin Grant (Any Gun Can Play, p. 215) – but I think it’s also a smart film – “an intelligent movie” (scherpschutter) – whereas Howard Hughes deems it “similarly aimless” as Vamos a matar, compañeros (Once Upon a Time in the Italian West, p. 214).
Tonight, Sunday, November 13: Corbucci’s thirteenth Western, or twelfth or eleventh, in any case his nadir: Il bianco, il giallo, il nero (1975). Verflixt!
I’d love to watch the Italian version with well-translated subtitles.
no 12. Baldanello: This Man Can’t Die (1968)
-Classic film with cult star GUY MADISON. Not a talky subtitled arty farty “drama” 18.322/20 
Or maybe more like really boring film with lame story and bad acting. Only good thing I can really say about it is the nice theme music. 2/10
Between Trump and the second sittings of some spaghs, I also made time to watch and review a movie I had not seen before: LA LEY DEL COLT / LA COLT E’ LA MIA LEGGE / THE COLT IS MY LAW
No shortage of titels, that’s for sure
If only the movie itself … well, it’s not entirely hopeless
https://www.spaghetti-western.net/index.php/The_Colt_is_My_Law_Review
Spagvemberfest 2016 Number 14
On the back of what I might consider a minor classic (see entry number 13) today’s entry for Spagvemberfest is of the big budget variety. Always been my least favourite Leone for some reason. Perhaps this re-visit may explain why. Either way, a re-viewing of Fistful of Dynamite is long overdue for me so this is a welcome opportunity.
no 13. Vari: Django the Last Killer (1967)
-I picked randomly dvd from shelf and ended up with this excellent film. Ghidra and Eastman are great as well as Vari’s directing. 8/10
SPAGVEMBERFEST 2016 - A FISTFUL OF REAPPRAISALS: DAY 14
Not to be confused with Giuseppe Colizzi’s God Forgives, I Don’t (1967) - although I will be watching that one too this month - today’s movie is May God Forgive You… But I Won’t (Musolino, 1968), pitting George Ardisson against Anthony Ghidra in a delightfully murder-happy revenge flick.
Il bianco, il giallo, il nero’s music was composed by Guido and Maurizio De Angelis, whose biggest hit, “Santa Maria,” is on a very existential level one of the most angst-inducing pop songs ever recorded. The names of the film’s protagonists are as funny and witty as the movie itself: Blanc De Blanc, Sakura, Black Jack (that Milián’s character is called “Cherry Blossom” and not “Kiiro” might irritate Japanologistically inclined viewers). For Alex Cox, “it’s a useless, worthless film, […] utterly racist, while pretending to condemn racism. Corbucci’s exhaustion was evident” (10,000 Ways to Die, p. 307). – And now: “Django Concatenated” – first film: León Klimovsky’s Pochi dollari per Django (1966).
What’s the hidden meaning of that strange number? The gematric value of “Jean-Luc Godard”?
It’s a reference to former forum-member Sartana Django if I’m not much mistaken 
He loved rating just about everything. 18.322 out of 20 is pretty damn good
