Sort of a conglomeration of ideas stolen from other stolen ideas, with a result that is decidedly unconvincing. Anthony Steffen and his poncho drift about in what has been described as a ghostly manner, seeking revenge on three Confederate Officers who deserted Steffen's unit resulting in a massacre. This set up is fine, but what follows is tedious and repetitious. Character development is totally absent for both the laconic hero and worse for the villains. Steffen may be Italy's answer to Clint Eastwood, but unfortunately there is more to "spaghetti success" than simply wearing a poncho and gunning down endless bad guys. - MERK
Review of Django the Bastard
