Not the greatest spaghetti Western of all time but I enjoyed the use of four colorful archetypes who all have a lot to say as opposed to the typical lone gunslinger who barely speaks a word. The soundtrack is a completely on-the-nose psychedelic folk pop explosion - you'll either dig it or hate it.
Lucio Fulci directed this superior spaghetti western, unique in its genre for the genuine sympathy it has for its well-drawn central characters. A strong script, colorful cast, and Fulci's stylish visuals make this one of the best of its kind. The on-the-nose folk music soundtrack is something of a hinderance, though.
Sober and beautifully shot epic of misery. It's artistry is undone by the heinous dubbing. Dubbing Lynne Frederick is a fucking crime. That shit makes Jesus cry. There are moments when this film soars but only because it shot its feet off.
A spaghetti western take on Brett Harte, the movie is a little uneven (and has an annoying soundtrack), but Fulci does some daring things as a director with composition and POV. The sequence in Aldoville is very moving and Fordian.
Since realizing that - besides the sadistic Chaco - all 4 main protagonists are actually very mentally unstable, I find this Fulci more disturbing with each viewing. The last sentimental scene with Bunny always gets to me and is actually very beautifully shot.