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This is one of those movies that sounds a whole
lot better than it is. Burt
"My teeth can blind men for miles around"
Lancaster and Gary Cooper,
Maximilian's Mexico, a beautiful countess, a
bunch of gold, you'd think it'd
be great...but no.
Bad writing, silly dialogue, really painfully
stupid action scenes,
Coop and Lancaster having big-dick contests
right and left, an annoying
score, pseudo-French aristocrats...it was all
just too much. Cesar Romero
is the only breath of fresh air in this turgid
oater, and by the time the
big confrontation at the end rolls around,
you're begging them both to just
die so you can turn off the tv and go do
something interesting, like
counting the dust mice under the bed or
cleaning the toothbrushes...
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