The Great Silence (1968)
Starring: Klaus Kinski, Frank Wolff, Jean-Louis Trintignant
Directed by: Sergio Corbucci
In a remote, snow-sodden town in the Utah mountains, a gang of out-of-control bounty-hunters are taken on by a mute avenging angel….
Often referred to as “that western in the snow”; this is a brilliantly bleak and violent italian movie driven by Kinski’s intensely diabolical gun-slinger, Tigrero. Ennio Morricone composed the unforgettable score, providing the perfect soundtrack for the omnipresent smoking guns, shattering windows and twitching close-ups, that we are all so fond of.
The cast is littered with spaghetti western veterans, a real treat for fans of the genre. But, as I said, it is really Kinski who steals the show. His sardonic grin and haunted expressions make for uneasy viewing. This is one of the few westerns which is actually quite frightening. The ending of the movie is truly one of the unhappiest endings I have ever witnessed. And somehow, the wintery snow-clad landscape makes for a welcome change from the dustbowl shanty towns which so often figure in these films. It’s a western with a difference.
By far, one of the most over-looked movies of the last 40 years or so. Right up there with Leone’s dollars trilogy, as well as the apparent genre classic, “Once Upon a Time in the West”.
hotdog rating: 9/10