As I try to get this blog back to full ramming speed, it would serve me well to pull my finger out of my arse and start linking you to more of the best cult movies around. And boy do we have an excellent one for you this weekend.
Now last week saw the premier of the video to “Fjara” by top Icelandic rock band SÓLSTAFIR. It’s a damn fine video that has the premise of the main female character dragging a coffin around the Icelandic wilderness. IHave a look for yourself.
But then, being the dickhead that i am, i thought to myself “where have i seen that image before?”, whereupon i started trolling them with the video to this week’s edition of the Sunday Cult Film Corner. Ladies and gentlemen, give you DJANGO
Directed in 1966 by one Sergio Corbucci, the film stars Franco Nero (the King of euro tack cinema) as our eponymous anti-hero Django, a drifter who wanders the badlands with a saddle but no horse, dragging along a heavy coffin. On his travels he saves a woman from being killed by bandits belonging to a man named Major Jackson. Django is out for revenge on Jackson for killing his wife. so he and the woman enter a deal with his rival to steal gold from Jackson army base. what ensue is a game of violence, bluff and counter bluff as Django tries to play off opposing sides against each other. But will Django get his revenge, or will they get to him first?
Plotwise, DJANGO is very similar to Sergio Leone A FISTFULL OF DOLLARS, but in terms of style, it’s very much its own film . It’s way more brutal, violent and nihilistic than FISTFULL. With an impressive opening sequence of Django dragging said heavy coffin over the dirty, muddy wilderness, the washed out browns of the mud give way to the crimson red of the mexican bandit’s colours (who may or may not be homosexual), and the blood from the many (and i mean many) bodies that get blown away. Franco Nero is also brilliant in this film. He was never what you would have called a “talented” actor (watching “Enter the Ninja” should convince you of this), but he always exuded an earth sexual magnetism and menace in most of his films.
Such is DJANGO’s influence that it spawned numerous sequels and cash ins, some being (fairly) legit franchise films, some just looking to bank on having the name Django being in the title.
This is one the true daddies of the Spaghetti western. so get yourself some gut rot whisky and settle down to watch the glinting eyes and bullets fly.