‘Sands of the Kalahari’ (1965): Neglected masterpiece of perverted, grand heroics & ironic, cynical adventure
Absolutely terrific chest-beating adventure flick: strange, thrilling, and beautifully put together.
Absolutely terrific chest-beating adventure flick: strange, thrilling, and beautifully put together.
Awfulness like this is rare—it needs to be acknowledged and celebrated.
The Anti-Godfather.
A perfectly tempoed coming-of-age Western, with clear meditations on the difference between boys and men, between crime and moral fortitude…and between murder and justice.
Brutal, raw, deceptively simple but powerfully layered and complex, Man of the West is flat-out one of the best American westerns ever made. Period.
Violent, perverted, nihilistic noir classic.
It’s the end of the line for Billy Jack.
Ready for some more Billy Jack? Of course you are.
“Watch his feet, man. He can kill you with his feet.”
“I just go berserk!” WHOMP!