An unforgiving journey into the grim confines of ‘no hopesville’, this is Corbucci’s fully realized blizzard world of blurred morality, an ominous snow-swept frontier loaded with corruption, greed, despicable bounty hunters, a man called Loco, and a man named Silence. Beautiful, bleak, and unforgettable. 

Corbucci’s masterpiece.

Someone build a bronze statue of Klaus Kinski so I have something tangible to pray and worship to.

They call him "Silence." Because wherever he goes, the silence of death follows.
-Pauline

I love Sergio Corbucci's Django but I had no idea it paled in comparison to his Great Silence which I think is one of the greatest westerns I've ever seen after my first viewing. The snowy locale, the story, the characters... that bastard Tigrero (Klaus Kinski) or Loco depending on which version you watched. That ending! Jesus.

'Nuff Said

"What times we live in!"

Infinity: Avengers War

"It's all within the law."

Plenty of spaghetti westerns deal with the rippling effects of violent vengeance, but The Great Silence is something else, something heavier and colder and more malevolent. It's haunted. It's the ghost of all of the previous vengeance cycles, the blankets of snow its shroud, the sound of bullet casings hitting saloon floors its rattling chains. Its story is the prequel to a ghost town. A silent scream.

It's hard watching it today not thinking of its relevance to current events. A crooked powerman looks a grieving widow in the eyes and shrugs at her cries of injustice. "Your husband broke the law. His death was his own fault." Starving, huddled masses considered outlaws by merciless bounty hunters, have to live outside of the town for fear of being taken down if they step foot in the wrong city. Life is cheap, but business is good if you lack humanity. Cold truth.

"Once, my husband told me of this man. He avenges our wrongs. And the bounty killers sure do tremble when he appears. They call him 'Silence.' Because wherever he goes, the silence of death follows."

One of my favorite westerns, and the new restoration is fantastic.

They call him "Silence." Because wherever he goes, the silence of death follows.
-Pauline

I love Sergio Corbucci's Django but I had no idea it paled in comparison to his Great Silence which I think is one of the greatest westerns I've ever seen after my first viewing. The snowy locale, the story, the characters... that bastard Tigrero (Klaus Kinski) or Loco depending on which version you watched. That ending! Jesus.

'Nuff Said

On the negative side, I could have used more wide-angle shots in the snow. On the positive side, the allegorical use of the snow to create a place that is seemingly outside of geography and outside of time was lovely. A wonderful movie full of familiar characters doing unfamiliar things and following an unfamiliar narrative. Beautiful and jarring. Not really like anything else.

What’s cooler than being cool? The blood that runs through Klaus Kinski’s veins.

“You all saw... That woman shot first.”
Sergio Corbucci is best known for Django, but this icy,  snow laden downer is his true masterpiece, which also happens to be the bleakest, most sadistic spaghetti western of all time.  While Jean-Louis Trintignant’s talents are somewhat wasted playing “Silence” the man with no voice, Klaus Kinski is at his evil best playing the bounty hunter Loco.  And Ennio Morricone’s melancholy score is probably his best western work apart from the Dollars Trilogy.  Highly recommended for western fans in general and an absolute must for Spaghetti diehards!

Spaghetti served cold

All according to the law.

Goodbye Far West, welcome modern world.