WARNING: This film features a rather graphic rape and there is a significant amount of nudity. This scene seemed to be less to show the horrors of rape and more to be 'sexy'....something which I find distasteful and many other viewers will doubtless feel the same way. If you have been a victim of such an attack, do yourself a favor and skip this picture....as the rape was not handled in a very sensitive manner at all.
When the story begins, a local sheriff picks a fight with Chato (Charles Bronson) and tries to shoot him. Chato is faster and kills the horrid sheriff....purely in self-defense. Chato, wisely, runs...and soon a posse is organized to find Chato and kill him. The posse clearly isn't concerned with whether or not Chato was justified...Chato is a half Indian, so he simply deserves to die.
As the posse progresses, it's obvious that there are some seriously sick and disturbed folks among them. Clearly, many of them should be the objects of a posse themselves...and many of these cutthroats essentially take control of the group. Eventually, they catch up not with Chato but his wife...and they take turns raping her. What this ends up doing is making Chato even more angry and ready for retribution. And so, slowly, he begins leading the men further and further into Indian territory as he then picks them off one at a time. And, the viewer is cheering for Chato because he was innocent and the posse in need of killing.
This is a decent western, though as I first mentioned, I did not think the rape was handled appropriately. It seemed to show a lot more of the victim's body than was necessary...in order, presumably, to titilate viewers....which is pretty sad. As for the story itself, it's decent and there are a lot of very familiar actors. A good story....but handled poorly by the director at times and could have been better. Overall, a very grim and often unpleasant film.
By the way, as you watch the film, pay attention to the saguaro cacti. They are often obviously fake and really look little like the real plants.
When the story begins, a local sheriff picks a fight with Chato (Charles Bronson) and tries to shoot him. Chato is faster and kills the horrid sheriff....purely in self-defense. Chato, wisely, runs...and soon a posse is organized to find Chato and kill him. The posse clearly isn't concerned with whether or not Chato was justified...Chato is a half Indian, so he simply deserves to die.
As the posse progresses, it's obvious that there are some seriously sick and disturbed folks among them. Clearly, many of them should be the objects of a posse themselves...and many of these cutthroats essentially take control of the group. Eventually, they catch up not with Chato but his wife...and they take turns raping her. What this ends up doing is making Chato even more angry and ready for retribution. And so, slowly, he begins leading the men further and further into Indian territory as he then picks them off one at a time. And, the viewer is cheering for Chato because he was innocent and the posse in need of killing.
This is a decent western, though as I first mentioned, I did not think the rape was handled appropriately. It seemed to show a lot more of the victim's body than was necessary...in order, presumably, to titilate viewers....which is pretty sad. As for the story itself, it's decent and there are a lot of very familiar actors. A good story....but handled poorly by the director at times and could have been better. Overall, a very grim and often unpleasant film.
By the way, as you watch the film, pay attention to the saguaro cacti. They are often obviously fake and really look little like the real plants.