After Pot and his brother Ray rob a bank, Pot is arrested but is able to escape. He meets a bandit named Steve and they plot to rob another local bank, and with the help of an undertaker ...
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After Pot and his brother Ray rob a bank, Pot is arrested but is able to escape. He meets a bandit named Steve and they plot to rob another local bank, and with the help of an undertaker who digs his graves with dynamite, they succesfully empty the safe. However, what Pot doesn't know is that Steve cooperates with Lobo, a Mexican bandit, who captures Ray in order to get all the money for himself.
His name was Pot, and he was looking for the script
"His Name Was Pot... But They Called Him Allegria" is another one of the too many cheap westerns which Fidani directed. If the movie had a script, it could be summed up like this: The two brothers Pot (Peter Martell) and Ray (Gordon Mitchell) rob a bank together. They meet Steve (Lincoln Tate) and make him their new partner. Supported by an old man who knows everything about dynamite, the 4 outlaws rob a bigger bank. Ray is killed soon after, but only after Pot finds a medal that belonged to his brother, he knows about it and wants revenge.
The movie is below average in every respect and instantly forgettable except for Martell who puts a sympathetic personal stamp of interpretation on his role: an unwashed lawless man who takes what life offers him every day, ignoring all the rules, and he can even laugh about himself which is such a rare quality.
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