Just given this its second outing - and I’m pretty impressed.
It was all that talk about El Puro that’s had me trying to find the more mean, nasty, bitter films.
This isn’t as good or as mean as EP, but I knew something reminded me of it … and it’s an alcoholic character that links them.
In this case it’s Peter Martell, brilliantly hamming it up as a whisky-sloshing baddy, as he tries to forget that his brother is shagging his no-good ex. Unfortunately for the film its not the biggest role he’s played (thinking of recent discussions on Forgotten Pistolero).
But it is pretty gritty. A revenge for a murdered family, that has George Ardisson (Cjamango) going out to get the gang led by Anthony Ghidra (Dick Smart).
And there is some humour as well. There’s a far better Mexican sidekick fella (now I’m thinking of the recent Johnny Yuma discussion) - an opportunist that cons his way into getting the rewards for the dead bodies - at one point copping an eyeful of a pretty Mexican lass’s ample cleavage as he pretends to grieve for (his friend!) her lover.
And joy - Franco Pesce pops up briefly, yet again, as the (not so) mad old undertaker.
It moves along at a reasonable pace and looks and sounds pretty good.
Without giving too much away, I felt a little let down by the ending which either pays homage to, or rips-off, a bigger and better film. I would have liked it to have stayed a bit darker in feel.
You can tell it’s pretty low budget when they didn’t retake the scene - picture this …
Christina Iosani, the love interest, arrives to epic trumpet, as her horse and wagon part the cows, and the cow to the left is so thrilled it can’t control itself any longer and takes a shit right there and then.
The music deserves another mention, Felice di Stefano gets it together well. There’s moody harmonica, delicate Spanish guitar, and of course that rousing trilling trumpet.
Pretty damn good all in all.
My vote for MAY GOD FORGIVE YOU … BUT I WON’T is 13.87 out of 20