My second movie for this November month. I originally saw this movie in cinema, back in the 1970s, when I was still relatively new to the genre. I liked it, but not as much as some other spaghs, mainly those starring Giuliano Gemma or Franco Nero (I had already discovered that Leone played in a league of his own). I thought it was too light-hearted, too whimsical. If i'm not mistaken, I watched it for the third time and my ideas have not changed much over the years, I still think it's a decent entry, a good runner-up in the spagh division, but not as good as it could have been. The main problem is the ending, it's just wrong. The film, light-hearted as it is, would have worked better with an unhappy, dramatic ending, that is: the boys losing everything, the loot, and each other. Spoletini should have died there, in the desert after being hit by Garko.
Sill a very enjoyable movie, well-worth revisiting. I rewrote my review a little and gave it a new look: