
Pity that this adventure was a bit spoiled by Enzo Barboni, the only unworthy son of our enterprise, who with LO CHIAMAVANO TRINITA (aka THEY CALL ME TRINITY) dealt a death blow to the Italian Western, in the sense that he - my collaborator on twenty films and on almost all my Westerns - finding himself able to graduate to directing a little Western exploited everything we'd done together, even the films done with Toto - with the result of turning it all into a mocking comedy. He took Terence Hill, who was then developing as an imitation Franco Nero because of his resemblence to him, and paired him with that big lug Bud Spencer, turning them into a sort of Laurel & Hardy - a little strange, a bit rascally - and it had a big success. But he killed off the Western because after it had been made so ridiculous, no one could even again take a gunfighter blazing away seriously.
Even though after the Trinity films the Spaghetti western genre began to fade, some of the best films of the genre were made in the late 1970s. It's too bad they didn't revive the industry as I'd have loved to see them continue making more of the westerns into the 80s.
ReplyDeleteEven today when the Italians do make one occasionally they've lost that certain nack they had in those days. We'll never see anything like that era again in our lifetime.