Ridiculous casting ideas make a good party game. You know the sort of thing: Joe Pesci as Tarzan, Woody Allen as Hamlet, Terence Stamp as the son of a Mexican bandit in a Western... Hang on a minute. Here he is in this sub-standard cross between a Sergio Leone spaghetti Western and a Sam Peckinpah bloodbath. Stamp's English accent would sound incongruous anyway, but making him Mexican only compounds the idiocy. Still, to be frank, with a rotten script and awful direction from Silvio Narizzano, the acting has no chance. And, in fairness, people like Karl Malden and Ricardo Montalban can usually be relied upon to put in competent performances. Here they are battling against the odds. A misfire.


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