For a movie that tries to make a Zatoichi for the west, the main character is hardly a charismatic figure. When the horse he's riding is a more interesting character you know you have a problem. The mysoginy in the movie is also quite rampant, the stars go for Cipriani's soundtrack, and Ringo playing one of the bad guys in a good performance.
***1/2 Cult movie or outrageously provocative movie ? I'm sincerely unable to make up my mind after a single screening. True that the idea to present a blind pistolero is original (Yes, I know, the film owes a lot to the Zatoichi saga) and true that fifty beautiful maids running in the wild desert is rather unpolitically correct nowadays to say the least. I must see it once more. Right away. Recommended.