Patience Has a Limit, We Don’t (1974) (orig. La pazienza ha un limite… noi no!) - Director: Franco Ciferri - 2/10.
There is nothing particularly substantive to say about the movie other than that it is basically pure slapstick from start to finish. The story recounts the exploits of two imbeciles whose mother gives them a map to a treasure once stolen by their father from his cavalry regiment; it doesn’t really amount to much inasmuch as this vague backstory merely avails as a pretext to embark on an endless cycle of trite vignettes which have little or no connection to the original premise whatsoever. Whenever the parody does provide some sparse chuckles, it is mainly due to Sal Borghese’s intermittently successful take on physical comedy, his attempts at parodying gunfighter’s lore largely panning out in the midsection. The issue consists in that the instant that leitmotif ebbs away, the project fails to supply anything else which could positively differentiate it from a myriad of analogous productions from the mid 1970s, ultimately devolving into forgettable slapstick cloaca. The reason why it remains marginally digestible in spite of its acute fatuity is that it is all confected after a fashion, at least visually resembling a professionally crafted product and hanging together for the most part. If you wish to see something along those lines, yet fashioned with more elan and memorable audacity, you should check out Carnimeo’s Tresette series instead, this one comes out barely watchable in virtue of being essentially plotless and stylistically bland.