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The movie that spawned a genre.
Django is a 1966 Italian spaghetti Western film directed by Sergio Corbucci and starring Franco Nero in the eponymous role. The film earned a reputation as being one of the most violent films ever made up to that point and was subsequently refused a certificate in Britain until 1993, when it was eventually issued an 18 certificate. Subsequent to this the film was downgraded to a 15 certificate in 2004. Although the name is referenced in over thirty "sequels" from the time of the film's release until the mid 1980s in an effort to capitalize on the success of the original, none of these films were official, featuring neither Corbucci nor Nero. Nero did reprise his role as Django in 1987's Django 2: Il Grande Ritorno (Django Strikes Again), in the only official sequel to be written by Corbucci.
A mildly sluggishly paced first half does almost nothing to dilute one of the all-time great movie heroes (complete with one of the all-time great movie hero theme songs).
What struck me this time around is how bifurcated Django the movie and Django the character are - in the first half, he's almost Batman-like, with his hat pulled over his eyes and dispassionately blowing people away with his pistol and then with (spoiler alert!) his machine gun. Then, he meets up with the Mexicans, his hat comes off, and all of a sudden he's a human being. It's a weird counterpoint to Eastwood's Man With No Name, and a dynamic I'd somehow not noticed before.
The sequence with Django taking back his gold is one of my favorite set-pieces ever, and a great example of the "cinema of process." And the whole movie takes place in a believably (but still entertainingly) scuzzy and evil world. Beautiful!
I don’t know if I can say anything coherent about Django, I’m too caught up staring into Franco Nero’s eyes (seriously, that man is soooo fine). The camera loves his eyes too, using them judiciously, withholding them until the most effective moments.
Django starts with an incredible image - the lone figure trudging across empty land, dragging a heavy coffin behind him, bringing death with him. That figure is an enigma, but the film gives just the right amount of information about him, at the right times.
The energy in the film is raw and explosive. There is a slow simmer that kept me intrigued. The villain is so bad, but not comically bad; rather, pure evil bad. A ballet…
The Italian Western a.k.a Spaghetti Western subgenre was born in the hands in one of (if not) the most important directors in the history of cinema, Sergio Leone, and since then, it has influenced thousands of well-known filmmakers, such as our beloved Quentin Tarantino. Everything that's cool about the subgenre is present in Sergio Corbucci's most iconic film, Django, which is an action-packed western full of wonderful moments to enjoy.
The most important element in Spaghetti Western films might be the new style of editing, which played a crucial role in Sergio Leone's masterpieces and which is also present in Corbucci's Django. The way the film shifts from character to character and from shot to shot is impressive, relying on…
DJANGO! OH-OH-OH, DJANGO!
YOU MUST GO ON! OH-OH-OH, DJANGOOOO!
Coolness on a plate. While the first third of this influential masterwork drags as much as the coffin Django carries with him, the rest of the film is absolute, unadulterated western nirvana. You've got France Nero staring at people in a way that only he and Clint Eastwood can do, you've got a seriously bad-ass machine gun, you've got dynamite, you've got ear-slicing, you've got prostitute mud-wrestling; it's all here.
I was surprised at how influential this actually turned out to be, and I'm fully satisfied. You can see where Tarantino got some of his inspiration for Django Unchained, especially in terms of soundtrack and the appearance of General Jackson's men (bag-heads!)
All in all, just awesome.
"Franco Nero", of course, is Latin for "great justice and impossible badassery".
I was pleased, watching this again in the middle of a hefty research project about trickster mythology, to find that it is, in fact, a trickster story. Many Westerns are about a stranger without a home coming into a troubled town, but few take the pains to make their wanderer as liminal as Django - a blue-eyed white man with a Spanish name coming into a town where the white population are violently persecuting the Mexicans. The side of justice appears to be obvious at first, but Django remains stubborn in his determination to exist in between. He also has elements of the psychopomp, a mythical archetype who…
I can't stress enough how effective the soundtrack is in this, before Tarantino completely snatched up the entire thing. And if the main hero theme isn't your new party-crasher-as-party-savior entrance music, make it so immediately. I assure you, it will not leave the heads of the party casualties.
In 1964, Italian director Sergio Leone directed the Spaghetti Western A Fistful of Dollars, starring a then unknown Clint Eastwood. The film was a remake of the classic Akira Kurosawa flick Yojimbo. It was a success and has since been hailed as a classic of the genre. In 1966, then amateur filmmaker Sergio Corbucci directed a knock off to cash in on the success of Leone's film with Django, starring Franco Nero (Die Hard 2). Surprisingly this cheap cash-in has been praised and payed homage to in numerous television shows and even had a semi-remake by Quentin Tarantino. Which, now that I think of it, that would make Tarantino's film a remake of a ripoff of a remake of an…
Fun, ridiculous spaghetti western. No preamble, no major explanation, just machine gun fuel mayhem!
Another bonus is the shorter run-time compared to Tarantino's Django Unchained. No messing around!
Also, I loved how Bob's Burgers paid homage to the film with Banjo!
Based on the same concept as A Fistful of Dollars/Yojimbo/Red Harvest, Django stars Franco Nero as a mysterious gunslinger who rides into a town caught between warring gangs — in this case, equally corrupt Confederate soldiers and Mexican revolutionaries — and kills a fair share of each set on his way toward some kind of nebulous opportunism/revenge/redemption. Django doesn't so much have a plot as it nods to familiar plot concepts that make just enough connective sense to avoid the distraction of confusion. Unlike the often over-indulgent Leone, who is prone to wallow aimlessly in a morass of amoral cynicism, Corbucci directly narrows in on the essence of Django, a story of revenge.
Without the conspicuously iconic shots, dazzling editing…
First time seeing a spaghetti western, and the first time watching a movie in Italian. The pacing and plot took a bit to get used to, but by the end I really dug it. I don't watch a lot of older movies (I don't see a lot of seventies movies, and sixties and earlier I rarely watch) so some of the production and quality was initially hard to get used to. Fortunately I like slow-burn movies with quiet, mysterious protagonists that are punctuated with violence. A pretty heavy movie, all things considered.
I'll probably watch more westerns but I'll probably stick to more relatively contemporary and/or English fare. Apart from the Dollars trilogy, of course, I still need to see those.
The man, the myth, the legend-Django, the coffin dragging, steely blue eyed gunslinger. He brings death wherever he goes, figuratively and literally. And he's got maybe the best character theme in movie history. The gunfights are plentiful and often one sided, but they're fast paced and exciting. It's beautifully shot, with the wide shots showing off the barren landscape perfectly. And those bright red hoods look great against all the browns and grays. Sure, the plot is a little all over the place and it's kinda distracting when a guy gets shot and there's no visible wound, but for being a 'Fistful of Dollars' cash-grab, it's entirely a film of it's own.
(Original review outdated, re-evaluation required at later date)
; or, a fistful of coffins.
It seems Sergio Leone isn't the lone tycoon of the Spaghetti Western...
A strong story really knocked me out, well-paced and with an internal logic that normally falls by the wayside in these types of movies. Excellent score and epic theme song. I hate myself for not checking this out sooner.
That helped to offset what was, for a Man With No Name pastiche, a surprisingly chatty hero. Franco Nero was arresting as Django, but not the brooding anti hero I was expecting. While there are some derivative elements of Django, the movie, Django, the character, is much different that the one portrayed by Clint Eastwood. Early in the movie there is a confrontation between Django and the KKK-like bad guys. A bystander asks Django why he let…
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