There is an extraordinarily violent murderer named El Indio and his gang that helps him carry out his duties. This story begins with this deadly killer with the help of his gang in terrorizing citizens in the region without fear. On the other hand, two reward hunters begin to follow this man and his gang to eliminate the terrorist operations carried out by the man and his gang.
A significant step forward from A Fistful of Dollars, with the usual terrific compositions, Morricone score, and taciturn performances, not to mention the ubiquitous flashback disease.
Doesn't have the narrative strength of the first in the trilogy but individual scenes are still brilliant and each ingredient in just perfect, cast, score, tone...
Lean, mean, atmospheric and blackly comic spaghetti western by the team who all but invented the genre, well deserving of its reputation as one of the era's very best.
The fact that this film is constructed to endorse the exercise of murderers, to emphasize killer bravado and generate glee in frantic manifestations of death is, to my mind, a sharp indictment of it as so-called entertainment in this day.
Chicago Sun-Times
October 23, 2004
Here is a gloriously greasy, sweaty, hairy, bloody and violent Western. It is delicious.
