Run Man Run (Sergio Sollima, 1968)
I’m in some kind of deja vu here. Once again i’ve been too lazy too write down short reports on my viewings this Spagvember, and once again i’m writing this down at the start of december because of that. Well, i hope nobody’s taking annoyment in that (last time it was OK, as far as i understood) so i reckon i’ll just keep posting my few belated short reviews left until Marshal Sebastian puts me under arrest for Spagvembering without license. So;
Since i wacthed The Big Gundown during spagvember in 2022 and Face to Face in 2023, i thought it was logical to revisit Run Man Run this November. The third, last, and according to general consensus, least of the three westerns in the Sergio Sollima Italowestern box (which i am a lucky owner of), revisiting it was an improvement for me. When i first viewed it a couple of years ago i felt somewhat letdown by the relatively simplistic story compared to The Big Gundown and Face to Face, and the weakest link of the film upon this revisit remains the straightforward and not very ambitous storyline, which leaves you a bit unsatisfied by the time the credits roll (was that it? No deeper themes about the revolution by the otherwise deeply political Sollima? No return of John Ireland and his revolutionaries for the climax?), but as a simpler treasure hunt adventure western, it’s greatly entertaining. It should be said, though, that my tendency to begin my watchings late caused me some problems with this one - i had to pause it just after the John Ireland scene to avoid being a zombie the next day, and apparently the film loses momentum if you begin watching again around the entrance in Burton City if you have not the previous events very fresh in mind, which weakens the coherency of the “Ramirez dying wish” plot. Unfortunately, this caused a bit of distraction from time to time during the last 45 minutes for me (but that’s of course an excuse to flash through and enjoy some parts again). That said, this film stands as much above your average SW as Sollima’s other westerns in terms of direction and production value, so putting it way below those would lump it in with films technically and executively far inferior, which doesn’t feel quite right.
It’s not merely a paler follow-up to the two grand classics which came before, however. As some have pointed out, the action holds up at least as well as in those, and is actually the one possible improvement in some ways. A few such sequences show glimpses of approaching Leone heights (yes, the maestro’s action scenes at their weakest, while never poor of course, fail to hold up against the best stuff here). The scene that follows Ramirez death is one, the knife stalking of the bandit gang at night in Burton City is another one.
This quality is of course also in no small part constructed by the actors. While there’s hardly a bad acting performance from anyone, i would like to single out Donald O’Brien, who’s sometimes been accused of being a poor man’s Lee Van Cleef in this one. That reasoning doesn’t make much sense to me: Nathaniel Cassidy is a completely different character than Jonathan Corbett, but he provides several highlights here as the no-nonsense, slightly disillusioned but ultimately rightful lawman, a great foil to Cuchillo, who by all means is played well here, a bit more laid-back and reflexive than in the predecessor (not that it was much of an issue in TBG, as he wasn’t the clear lead there). On a smaller note, we also get Gianni Rizzo of Sabata and Face to Face fame in a rare (somewhat) sympathetic role.
Obviously recommended.