I am sure I have stated my opinion regarding the music here, before; but, I am going to do it again, anyway! Just bear with me! ha ha!
The music, just the music…not the vocals, is fine in KEOMA. But, what ruins it are the vocals! It isn’t even a matter of the voices being too deep, gruff (for the male) or too high-pitched and whiny (for the female). It is the simple fact that the lyrics are so bad and the atrocious mispronunciation of the words make the songs ridiculously comical.
“yeah…ders my fahdda…and my brahddas…” (which should be “yeah…there’s my father and my brothers…”)!! That is simply the worst crap I have ever heard in my life in the context of a supposedly serious film.
If these lines were part of a track on a comedy record, along the lines of the goofy “Camp Granada” song (“hello mudda, hello fahdda”) from the 60’s, that would be a different story.
I realize that if you are not a native English speaker you might not understand why these vocalizations are so incredibly bad. But, trust me…they are.
In an email exchange I had with Enzo Castellari a few years ago, he told me that if he could redo KEOMA the only thing he would change would be the music.
He didn’t say anything about the costuming of Nero, though! ha ha!
But, even after all of that, I still like this movie! But, I certainly couldn’t put it in my Top 20.