Django and Santana are bounty hunters taking out bandits in a small Western town. An evil landowner smuggling illegal immigrants and the men that work for him have mighty fine prices on ... See full summary »
Django is on the trail of some renegade outlaws who raped and killed his wife. En route, he rescues a horse thief from an impromptu hanging. He discovers the man knows who committed the murder. The men team up and head west for revenge.
Sartana, bounty hunter and gunfighter, witnesses the robbery of a shipment of gold. He finds his way into town where he meets with a lot of suspicious stares from the locals. He also meets ... See full summary »
One night, retired gunfighter Django and his son Jeff Tracy are having supper in their cottage when someone knocks at the door. Django opens and a man informs him that his boss, Thompson, wants to see him. Django invites the man inside and starts putting his gun-belt on. When Django turns his back to the late-night visitor, he gets shot in the back and dies. Django's son, who is only 9 years old, witnesses his father's murder and remembers the name mentioned by the intruder, Thompson. Years later, Jeff Tracy is a grown man who is handy with his six shooter. He is on a quest to find his father's murderer and the man called Thompson who apparently ordered the killing of Django. Jeff Tracy's quest leads him to the town of Topeka where a major feud is going on between two strong men bent on taking over the whole county. One man is Clay Ferguson. The other man is Thompson. Jeff Tracy lands right in the middle of the feud and is in grave danger. Luckily, a former gunslinger and friend of ... Written by
Vendetta against a "Mafia don" in the old west......
"Son of Django" amounts to nothing more than the title character's vendetta against what approximates a "Mafia don" in the old west...... It's a routine plot with Jeff Tracy, Django's son avenging his death. I never liked our American westerns much because they mostly seemed so unconvincing...the heroes (like Randolph Scott and John Wayne) and even the villains are way too clean and sterilized for the times, and the killings are antiseptically bloodless for some odd reason. I now watch them just for the plots and the settings, which are superior to the spaghetti westerns.
As sub-par as this one is, it's faults are mainly due to the writers and director. Gabriele Tinti cannot be blamed for his lack of any credible dialog. His good-looking, masculine face and weathered,beard-shadowed jaw perfectly resembles those western heroes customarily pictured on American pulp paperbacks. He's long, lean and could be mean, but he's got a lot of soul and some morality, too. My favorite sequence is when he intervenes to stop a brutal and seemingly endless gang beating of an innocent man right in the middle of the town, in front of the victim's wife. It's hard to believe that Tinti, who looks like the perfect, slightly grubby epitome of the western hero was stuck for most of his career as a supporting character in "Emmanuelle" films. What a waste!
I give this film a 7 out of 10 just because of Tinti's magnificent presence which illustrates the ideal of the American western hero. With a better script worthy of him, this could have been a standout and a new direction for his body of work.
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