May God Forgive You... But I Won't

Right off the bat, the title of "God May Forgive, But I Won't" sets a deliciously dramatic tone that promises gunslinging and grudges, and it doesn't disappoint. The film, a lesser-known Spaghetti Western from 1968, delivers on its name with a delightful use of its own title in a pivotal moment-an absolute treat for any cinephile.

George Ardisson stars as the stoic Cjamango McDonald, bringing a performance that, unfortunately, lacks the depth and versatility one might hope for. Comparatively, he makes Anthony Steffen seem like a master of subtlety, which is saying something. Despite Ardisson's wooden delivery, the film manages to hold the viewer's interest thanks to a more convincingly portrayed Mexican antagonist played by Ignazio Spalla and the reliable Gidra, who adds a touch of quality to whatever scene he graces.

The storyline itself is a bit of a hodgepodge, typical of revenge-themed narratives but with enough twists to keep it engaging. I never once felt the urge to switch off; the pacing and energy somehow keep you hooked, curious to see how the tangled paths of vengeance will unravel.

Visually, the film doesn't reach the artistic heights of the genre's best, but the cinematography is more than competent.

In summary, while "God May Forgive, But I Won't" might not be a masterpiece, it's a watchable entry into the Spaghetti Western canon. If you can get past some stiff performances, you might just find yourself enjoying this rough-around-the-edges tale of retribution.