I remember Minnesota Clay when it first came out on the big screen in my neighborhood. It was one of the first spaghetti westerns to hit the American market and was playing as the second feature on a double bill.
Cameron Mitchell who was doing sword and sandal epics in Italy at the time stars in this in the title role. Mitchell is an old gunfighter who is in a prison in the Southwest who's there for a crime he didn't commit. A witness who can clear him is another gunfighter who has had himself appointed sheriff of a town in the next territory and is doing a lot of looting.
Mitchell busts out of jail and heads for that town where he used to live. They're between the devil and the deep blue sea. There's also another gang doing a lot of looting around there headed by a self styled Mexican general.
Mitchell's also working against the clock because in addition to everything else, he's going blind. It sounds like he's got glaucoma which is not getting better with the burning Southwest desert sun.
Those of you who are devotees of the spaghetti western can pretty much figure out what's going to happen. As per usual a ridiculously high body count with enhanced fast draws will characterize things.
Mitchell is the only name you'll know in the cast and he creates a sympathetic character. Turns out he has family in the town, family that doesn't know he's a blood relation.
I'm not generally liking spaghetti westerns, but Minnesota Clay is all right and will hold your interest.
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