Stork Vultureis a great name ;D and this foul abomination of ornothological mistaken identity appeared again in a double viewing with Killer Kid a coupla nights ago.
I’ve been a bit schitzoid (a bit like stork vulture) regarding this film, initially giving it only 2 stars and quoting back in 2008…
“Altho’ there was lots of violence and spaghetti-stuff, it didn’t mesh for me - the main problem being that I couldn’t understand anybody’s motivation for doing what they did. Nobody - Arizona Colt, Gordo, Whisky, Jane and the townsfolk - made any sense regarding their behaviour, and the whole thing lacked credibility. I am capable of suspending belief but maybe not this much.”
Then later in 2009, a further watching showed a turnaround of opinion…
“I loved the cynical an mercenary aspects of Gemma’s character who’d do dirty deeds if there was a chance of climbing in a filly’s panties at the end; I enjoyed Fernando doing what he does best as the cliche’d Gordo; I laughed at the drunked but honourable antics of Whisky, and I quite fancied Jane myself and understood her changing character from sexual martyr to willing partner in light of the townspeoples cowardice.”
But this time I’m back in Brother Stanton’s camp with thinking this ain’t so good after all.
Maybe it was fine viewed with cidergoggles tuned to the exact right frequency as in 2009, but it wasn’t anywhere near as good when viewed next to Killer Kid -
wherein Sir Fernando was at his absolute best (I’ve never seen him better) and the love interest was much both more smouldery-er and more tragic than in this.
I’ll compromise on 3 stars - still entertaining, but It might suit to change the spelling of the titular character slightly - Arizona C*^t :o might be a more appropriate name for this slimeball character!