Doesn't the title of the list explain it well enough? This is a list of hight quality "short" films. Easy…
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…
"If you're a coffin maker, you sure did pick a good town to settle."
Really hard to talk about anything but the brilliant visual metaphor of an outlaw dragging his own coffin behind him through the blood-soaked mud of the badlands. Simultaneously symbolic of the burden of mortality and the price of vengeance, encapsulating both the existentialism of the vanishing frontier and the desperate violence of personal ethical codes in a lawless, uncivilized land.
There's an incredible precision in the direction here that translates into tremendously evocative imagery (the famous profile shot of Django with his head low, his hat pulled down over his eyes, as he glances sidelong at the man entering the saloon, as if smelling the evil…
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.
Lol this movie is such a meme
Wie Eine Handvoll Dollar nur schlammiger, blutiger und nicht ganz so gut. Django hat mich gelehrt, dass eine Minigun einen so geringen Rückstoß hat, dass du sie dir beim Schießen locker unter den Arm klemmen kannst und wie vielseitig ein Sarg ist.
Dubbing a film with another language should be classified as a hate crime!
Großartige Szenen wie aus dem Bilderbuch, die von einem Hauptteil unterbrochen werden. Dabei aber mit den fiesesten Gegenspielern, die sich ein verruchter Cowboy nur vorstellen kann, weshalb das Ende mit verstümmelten Händen im Gegensatz zu dem unerbittlichen Nachfolgeklassiker aus der Feder Corbuccis dem Protagonisten mit der Rettung des eigenen Lebens wenigstens den schwächsten Trost zubilligt.
Lol this movie is such a meme
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
A man drags a coffin with him everywhere, and he pulls a machine gun out to shoot people. Outside of these fun and striking elements, Django feels less interesting and imaginative than the fistful of dollars trilogy it tried to cash in on.
Franco Nero is the ultimate bad ass in this classic B movie western. The plot is wafer thin, the gun scenes are way over the top; but it's a hell of a lot of fun.
I think just like with Lady Snowblood, I heard Quentin Tarantino crying tears of joy.
This is by no means an art film. It is no the beautiful masterpieces of the dollars trilogy. This is an extremely thin spaghetti western, but it hits in all the right places. It also has possibley the best opening scenes in movie history. Django pulling a coffin with the infamous theme rolling behind him- it is awesome. The plot of the story goes something like this. Django saves a prostitute from the KKK. When the KKK go after Django, he kills them all. Then he betrays the Mexicans. Mexicans cripple Django, then there is a shoot out. Throughout this there is a subplot about Django with the prostitute and background about his past. Overall, I LOVE THIS MOVIE. Its a great Sunday afternoon movie. Don't think, don't analyze, just enjoy. This could be my favorite nonLeone spaghetti western.
But if Franco Nero joins the harem, will there be room for both him and Clint?
Also, I'm kinda sad I didn't watch this before seeing Unchained, because I probably would have creamed when they used the same theme music.
Quentin Tarantino's favorite films based on the internet pulled from multiple sources.
So here's a quick list of the first 50 films that jump to mind when I think of personal favorites.…