As with God’s Gun, Kid Vengeance really isn’t all that bad! It’s not going to rival The Good, the Bad & the Ugly for my affections anytime soon, in fact I’m not sure when or if I’ll ever watch it again, but it wasn’t White Fang and the Hunter bad. It wasn’t Apache Blood bad. It wasn’t White Comanche bad (I can’t keep using White Comanche as a yardstick for crapness; the more I think of it, the more fond I am of it, in a “bad movie” sense, you know?). If they’d gone the Death Rides a Horse route or the Once Upon a Time in the West route or the God-knows-how-many-other-Spag-revenge-tales route and had the wronged kid grow up to be a bad-ass agent of death before extracting his revenge on his parents’ murderers, it would probably have been a fair bit more acceptable. As it is, it’s hard to root for a schoolchild. Unless you ARE a schoolchild, I suppose. But if you ARE a schoolkid, Kid Vengeance really shouldn’t be the film for you, given that it’s actually quite a nasty piece with its murders, rape, and colourful picking-offs of the bad guys. In that sense, Leif Garrett was a little like a juvenile Predator or something. “Kid Predator: KREDATOR!” Hang on, “Creditor”? Not much of a title. Oh well. So I’m not sure who the movie was really aimed at. Leif Garrett’s no Clint Eastwood, no Tomas Milian, no Gianni Garko. But anyone who would see him that way would be too young for the film. Bah, whatever. It wasn’t that bad, that much I DO know. I mean it WAS pretty rubbish, but nowhere near as bad as I was steeling myself for. And Lee Van Cleef’s hair didn’t quite go to God’s Gun levels on the LVC MadHair-O-Meter. Close but no cigar, as they say.