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The official press release for this film makes a huge fuss about the fact that the producers managed to "rediscover" the technique to emulate the Italian Western genre which was a huge viewer favorite, internationally, in the late 60s and even early 70s. Which of course raises the obvious rejoinder, so what? For those of a younger leaning, in 1964 an almost-unknown director named Sergio Leone got together with an almost-unknown sound specialist named Ennio Morricone and hired an almost-forgotten former American TV star (Clint Eastwood) to produce a knock-off of the classic Western, to be filmed in Italy. No one in the cast spoke English except for Clint. Eastwood took the money and ran. According to film legend, months later in a bar he saw a newsflash featuring the #1 movie in Europe. Which was FISTFUL OF DOLLARS, the one he had just done for a quick paycheck. The hit film rebooted Eastwood's career, eventually making him the #1 male star worldwide, and led him back to the US where he ultimately started directing under his own banner, MALPASO. Leoni did another half dozen films, each bigger and better than the other. Dozens of knockoffs appeared. And then the genre disappeared. Until now. To this reviewer, they did indeed nail the look and feel of the original. What is missing unfortunately are actors of the caliber that Leone worked with, and a story that actually makes the viewer give a flying hoot about what happens next. ((Designated "IMDb Top Reviewer." Please check out my list "167+ Nearly-Perfect Movies (with the occasional Anime or TV miniseries) you can/should see again and again (1932 to the present))

This has to have been one of the most confusing experiences of my recent life. I know it's supposed to be some kind of Western, but not really. It's got no plot. It makes no sense. It's not funny. It's not arty.

It killed a number of my brain cells and I don't think Amazon will give me $5 back for what I wasted on it.

This is a dreadful movie. By attempting to copy everything from a proud tradition of western movies and failing miserably, this movie just takes a big dump on all spagetti westerns in the history of film making. Sergio Leone must be spinning in his grave and so must Ennio Morricone. If you appreciate the great works of masters like Leone and Morricone, do not watch this piece of utter garbage put together by Errol Sack. It will only leave you nauseous and angry. It is hard to fathom how it is possible to go this wrong, to fail this miserably, but I think it must have to do with Mr Sack's skills of movie making, or rather lack thereof. I wonder where he might have gotten the idea that getting a bunch of poor actors to mimic lines that sound similar to something out of Leone's classics was a good plan. The same approach seems to have been used when it comes to cinematography and music. Did Mr Sack watch The Room and think, "I could do this, just with spagetti western"??

This movie is criminally bad and it should never have been made. Be warned!

The plot was not made clear from the start which is OK. Lots of twists and turns. When I watch a 'western' I expect a lot. The show seemed to lose quite a bit of gumption in the middle. Probably poor editing and over - directing. The flow just wasn't there at times. Acting was good but I think Dynamite and No Name had their roles sabotaged at times. There were times when situations called for real acting and it just didn't happen. Where did they get their ammo? How did they survive when they were on the trail? In my opinion it was hard to watch at times but I did appreciate the horse work , authenticity and effects of most. It got a little cringey and awkward in the middle but still watched it to the end.

This 2022 ripoff of 60s and 70s spaghetti westerns has such a bad wiff of maple syrup that without looking up the production credits I'd bet my last loonie it was either made in Canada or was heavily subsidized by the Canadian Film Development Corporation.

No Name and Dynamite are two politically correct bounty hunters from Vancouver, I presume. No Name has the fake gravelly voice but he looks about as tough as a salesman at a Ford dealership. Dynamite is a somehow a Chinese guy in the Old West who speaks flawless English and isn't working a railroad or laundry somewhere along the Canadian Pacific rail line.

Lucky for these two, every Wanted guy they come across has the guile of a hamster. Nobody seems to detect that Ford Salesman and The Calgon Kid are there to kill them and collect the reward.

They try to play some of it for laughs but it just grated on my nerves.

Every actor comes across like he's, well, acting. In a stage play. I hope some SAG/AFTRA people picked up some nice paycheques for working on this dog vomit.