L'apache

This film had some good plot going, how a gunfighter who is "tired" of life finds meaning when he saves, then falls in love with a Indian girl wanted by a racist Army Sergent and his men, yet the movie is padded with endless footage of Billy (Cliff Potts, looking like a young Gary Busey) chasing and catching and chasing again, and feeding, and horseback riding with the Indian girl, who sepnds 90 percent of the film completely naked! When the sergent finally catches up with them, the usual revenge stuff happens, but the ending is nihilistic, and rather the payoff to the viewers is bad. Harry Dean Stanton is actually quite memorable as Billy's friend, but he is only in the beginning and the end. Good example of non studio werstern of the 70's.