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    The low-budget, Mexican-lensed western frontier saga "Dead Aim" qualifies as an interesting, often unsavory, but uneven oater with smudges of brilliance, striking imagery, and outstanding editing. The six-gun shoot'em up action itself borders on the surreal as do its unusual gallery of characters and their predicaments. Veteran Hollywood character actor James Westerfield of "The Sons of Katie Elder" emerges as the biggest name in a largely unknown cast. Everybody else seems to blend into the beautiful Hispanic scenery. Director José Antonio Balanos stages the gunfights with a modicum of style and clearly aspires to be a Mexican Sergio Leone. Indeed, Balanos hired Sergio Leone's editor Nino Baragli to cut this picture, and the various segments hang together smoothly enough considering the disjointed nature of the story by Balanos and scenarists Pedro F. Miret and Tony Monaco.

    The movie opens as a duster-clad horseman, Deek (Carlos East of "Snake People"), rides back into this home town, and discovers to his surprise that his blonde wife Sara (Barbara Angely of "Blood Feast") has left him for another man and has taken their son, too. Furiously, Deek pursues them into the desert. He wields his Winchester and shoots the other man, but his victim manages to sling one lethal shot that kills Deek. After the other man dies, Sara and her baby struggle to fend for themselves in an inhospitable desert. Why didn't they just turn around and ride back to their home? Eventually, Sara succumbs to the elements, but the toddler survives. The film's most striking image depicts the crying toddler scrambling across the sand toward a huge, menacing rattlesnake. Of course, this baby is nowhere near such a venomous reptile, but Baragli edits it so that it appears like infant and snake are near each other. Ironically, the infant is drawn to the sound of the rattle, not realizing the deadly nature of the snake.

    At the last second, a Good Samaritan intervenes in the form of John Appleby (James Westerfield) and he kills the serpent with his swift accurate bullwhip and then slices off the tail rattle and gives it to the toddler. The toddler takes to wearing it around his neck and grows up with Appleby serving as his father. The lad wears the snake rattle around his neck, and he interprets all trouble as the equivalent of a snake's rattle, eventually becoming a psychotic himself.

    John Appleby stands out as a non-traditional western character. He is a middle-aged undertaker, clad in dark dress clothing, with a black hearse. He drives around from town to town picking up dead bodies and planting them in the earth for so much per head. Mind you, he is not your typical western mentor. He buries Johnny's mother and raises the boy as if he were his own son. The governor-general has authorized Appleby as the official undertaker of the territory; Appleby receives receipts for the many corpses that he buries, and he plans to redeem these receipts when the American Civil War concludes. He reports to the District Commissioner (mustachioed Jorge Russek of "Hour of the Gun"), the only other recognizable screen veteran in the nameless cast. Early on in the action, after the undertaker has rescued our hero Johnny (Glen Lee of "The Naked Angels"), Appleby assures the youngster, "Sometime you'll realize how lucky you are to have been born in America." Johnny ages from infancy to adulthood in twelve minutes and the rattlesnake rattle that he wears around his neck. He helps Appleby in his unpleasant line of work. Occasionally, Balanos allows Johnny to voice his thoughts on the soundtrack. "So I spent my childhood digging . . ." Meanwhile, Appleby reminds Johnny, "Someday we'll get out of this damned desert forever." Appleby and Johnny dream of acquiring enough money and setting up a funeral home with a cemetery. When the number of dead bodies dwindles, Appleby and Johnny have to resort to other means to earn their income. Johnny has not been able to get the deadly rattle of the rattlesnake out of his head and he has become a swift gun hand.

    Once Balanos and his writers have set up these two characters, he switches the story to a former New Orleans prostitute named Kelly (Venetia Vianello of "Pink Zone") and her gunslinger boyfriend, Poggin (Virgil Frye of "S.F.W."), a hirsute hombre who refuses to bathe before they swap bodily fluids. Lucky Johnny spies on these two before they set out to rob the coach and becomes infatuated with Kelly. Indeed, he becomes obsessed with her and eventually leaves Appleby to be with her. These two plan to rob a U.S. Army armored coach shipping gold and the pretty girl will distract them while her boyfriend gets the drop on them. During the robbery, the boyfriend lobs dynamite into the locked up coach interior and it kills everybody and spooks the horses. He has to track the coach down and figure out how to get the money out.

    Later, Balanos and his writer add another character, an African-American, U.S. Cavalryman Lucius (Evaristo Márquez) who has deserted from the service and wants to join forces with Kelly. This is what distinguishes "Dead Aim" as a 1970s' western, the incorporation of the black guy into the action. Check out what happens to him at fade-out. Things get really tangled up with these abrupt shifts to different characters. Overall, "Deadly Aim" is just as cynical and bloody as any Spaghetti western. Alex Phillips' photography is first-rate. The ending is rather ironic,the music is offbeat, and production values are rock solid. This was James Westerfield's final film. During the early shoot-outs, the gunshots sound like those from an Italian western. Spaghetti western fans will appreciate the cynicism in the plot, but non-western moviegoers may find this sagebrusher a mite spicy for their taste. Of course, "Dead Aim" is no masterpiece, but neither does it scrap the bottom of the barrel.
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    When I read reviews of a film that offer compelling reasons why it's viewer liked it so much, I'm forced to re-examine my own reasons why I didn't. Most of the (few) reviews for "Dead Aim" are fairly complimentary here, and I can even agree with what the posters state about the picture. However for me, this one turned out to be what I would call the Seinfeld of the Western genre - nothing happens. Oh, I know, the set up is decent enough, about an orphaned baby raised to manhood by the traveling undertaker that finds him in the desert. But the story just meanders it's way through the desert for it's ninety minute run time with a randomness to it's characters and situations, so that one doesn't really get invested in the picture as if something was actually going on. Character actor James Westerfield is competent in his last screen role as the grave digger, waxing philosophical about the beauty of dead bodies in a pile. I never quite understood how he was ever going to be paid for his efforts; collecting script to turn in after the War seemed like a stretch. With protagonist Glen Lee, we have a poor man's Clint Eastwoood, occasionally dreaming about Venetia Vianello in her best Victoria's Secret outfit. I'm curious about her screen credit on this board as a character named Kelly, when throughout the story she's called Maria, reinforced by the scrap of a Wanted Poster that Johnny boy carries around with him. The most interesting concept here was the rattlesnake music that accompanied every tense situation that Johnny encountered, but there's no way he could have summoned up that memory of facing a real rattler as a toddler that the script alluded to. If you're thinking of tuning in, be warned, this is about as interesting as picking thorns out of a cactus leaf, which old Applebee did by the way.
  • justinboggan11 May 2013
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    Morally bereft, sloppily edited, poorly written, improperly scored, and a laboriously watch.

    The old man claims to give people a proper Christian burial, implying he's Christian and can give such last rights, yet teaches the young man he found as a baby, to kill people to they have corpses to bury and make money, as gave diggers.

    Even the most boring and by-the-numbers episode of "Gunsmoke" was a masterpiece compared to this. The dialogue is bland and so boring there's nothing to hold you there. The edits are so bad sometimes, that during the song after the climax of the movie, there's even and edit in the song and scene that is widely apparent.

    The score for the film would have been better suited for a psychedelic western with a young cast. In this film, it's completely at odds and often distracting. It's never been released, but had it, it would have made an okay stand alone listen, but within the context of the film, it's just another nail in the coffin of a terrible movie.

    So difficult a watch it's not even worth it in the end -- there's no pay off, no enjoyment. Save an hour and-a-half of your life. SERIOUSLY. IF you want a western with some real heart that's off the beaten trail, with an experimental score, try "Zachariah".
  • I love westerns, so I'm always excited when I come across one I haven't seen before. When I came across "Dead Aim", I was more pumped than usual because this was a Mexican western - I haven't seen that many movies from Mexico, and I was interested to see if it was a fresh spin on the genre. Well, it was... but in a *very* strange way. A lot of it is surreal - you can obviously see the influence of another Mexican western - "El Topo" on this movie, because there are several similar images and themes present. Also, this movie has a lot of atmosphere, with every scene coming across in a creepy or haunting fashion. But ultimately, the movie does not work - there are far too many unanswered questions from the very beginning to the ending. Still, I'll admit that I am glad I saw this movie, because it's unlike any other western I've seen. If you do decide to watch it, try to find a widescreen version, since the pan-and-scan print I saw is very awkward at times.
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    Dead Aim starts with a deadly love triangle in the desert, leaving only a baby boy left alive to be raised by a traveling undertaker. Johnny (the boy) grows up with his adoptive father looking for corpses to bury, sometimes making them if they have to.

    Things start out fun but about thirty minutes into it, we realize there isn't any plot to this, just a lot of grimy uninteresting and unwashed characters doing nothing worthwhile or even semi-logical for that matter. Moments of action are followed by long stretches of boredom.

    We're introduced to an obnoxious German woman, whom Johnny falls in love with after only a few minutes spying on her in the bushes, her loser husband who tries to rob an ironclad stagecoach, and a black Army deserter who apparently also falls for the German. (why? She's not that charming!)

    The ending is silly and anti-climactic as Johnny, who spent the last hour of the movie doing virtually nothing, steals away and returns to the woman (whom he never even met!) and closes the circle by getting into a shooting match with the German's loser husband.

    Things look good enough, with nice desert scenery and a lot of rugged atmosphere, but the filmmakers tried too hard to be arty and ruined it. They should have focused on trying to tell a good story instead.
  • About the only thing I liked in Dead Aim was its highly logical and original notion that out on the great plains and deserts there were a lot of people who would succumb to the elements or to violence where there would be no one to bury them. That's where James Westerfield comes in, the traveling undertaker who buries folks. His job must have taken a certain amount of nerve because in the case of several of them they could really have been ripe.

    So traveling undertaker Westerfield in his final film role finds a toddler on a desert and saves him from a rattlesnake. The kid who lost his parents, father to a robber, mother to the desert, grows up to be Glen Lee. He serves as Westerfield's assistant and in the meantime learns some skill with a colt. And then of course he becomes a source for Westerfield's trade.

    Being on in the desert his education has been neglected in certain matters so when he catches sight of Venetia Vianello, he decides to pursue the areas he's been lacking. The fact she belongs already to Virgil Frye does complicate things and serves as the basis for the rest of the story.

    This was a Mexican production that aspired to pasta status, but fails to meet even those standards. It's got some dull stretches in it and a musical score which does not measure up to that which you hear in spaghetti horse operas.

    There are a lot of fine south of the border westerns which you can catch occasionally on Spanish language television in the USA. Dead Aim just isn't one of them.
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    Dead Aim starts with a pursuit throw the desert as we have a man chasing the woman he loves on horseback who has fled with his son with another man. The pursuit leaves the two men dead and the mother to die in the desert. The orphaned baby is discovered by John Applebee (James Westerfield) a gravedigger who takes the orphan in and raises him as his own after saving him from a rattlesnake. The boy grows up to be Johnny (Glen Lee) and together they both travel the west making money off of varies corpses. And when business is slow, Johnny begins to generate business himself by shooting people. While Applebee promises Johnny of a rich life were the two will have there own funeral parlor and cemetery, Johnny soon has other plans when he discovers a former prostitute (Venetia Vianello) and her dirty outlaw lover (Virgil Frye), and soon falls in love with her. He soon leaves to find her with the help of a black renegade soldier (Evaristo Márquez).

    Apparently this rather obscure little western was a Mexican-Italian co-production witch was best I could tell filmed around 1970-71 and was shown at the 1971 Venice Film Festival as Arde baby, arde and was later re-edited and given a release in 1975. The story itself is defiantly a interesting one and I love the fact that you have two men just roaming the desert looking for corpses to make money off of, the opening pursuit gunfight mixed with the baby and the rattlesnake sets the film up nicely, however it never really manages to extend itself beyond that, at about a half hour in turns into a jumbled up mess of subplots that while eventually they do come together in the final, just turn into a highly in cohesive watching experience, it was almost like they had two or three different screenplays and just molded them together. What is also worth noting is the blaxploitation style soundtrack which is very offbeat for a western, there is also a closing credits song entitled "Where's Love" which is also a very odd music choice for a western film, there is also this rattlesnake sound effect sting which plays every time our protagonist is pressured into a gunfight. The main thing behind Dead Aim is it features the final film appearance of legendary actor James Westerfield who apparently died of a heart attack shortly after it was made. He is rather enjoyable as the offbeat nutty gravedigger. Our main protagonist Glen Lee doesn't show a lot of charisma as our anti-hero, even tho its crazy how much he looks and sounds just like Peter Fonda. And Virgil Frye who was a former boxer and went on to have a decent career in both television and low budget films (most might know him as the father of Soleil Moon Frye aka Punky Brewster) is good here as our bad guy even tho he really isn't given much to do and is sadly probably only in the film for a total of 7 minutes at best.

    All in all Dead Aim is a very odd viewing experience, it has a good idea behind it but it suffers from a script that is a mess, bad editing, and poor execution. As a fan myself of low budget b westerns i'm glad I got to see it and own it in my collection, but, normal fans of the genre will probably just find it odd and boring. Its available threw numerous dvd releases, and as of this review its also available on YouTube.
  • Fans of Heavy Metal series "Hombre" by Antonio Segura, Luc Besson's "Le Dernier Combat", or the cult classic "Zachariah" looking for a similar romp in the hay from a movie will find this strange euro spaghetti western to be a pleasure to their violent and strange taste. It quickly establishes our anti-hero Johnny--who is an uncanny double for Peter Fonda in Clint Eastwood garb, from a babe in the desert with one of the coolest violent beginnings to a film since "The Sorcerer" with Roy Schieder, to a young gunslinger adopted by the area's undertaker. I won't detail the plot because I think for most of us who will enjoy the movie the mystery of what will happen next, and what rogue's gallery of characters will be added, are the whole reason for watching. This movie really does take some strange turns as it wanders through the desert underworld. One should probably suspend disbelief, fore continuity, rationality, character motivation, and Oscar performances this film does not have. However, in the world it creates for that 90 minutes, everything makes complete sense. For a time this film is showing on Joox.
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    Found this on a 50 movie pack of "Gunslinger Classics", I wish it was a decent widescreen transfer but I've found gem after gem on the collection, even in 4:3 pan n scan. this is one of them.

    A classic line from the film, when the undertaker's wagon runs into such a pile of corpses that the wagon stops dead, the undertaker that rescued the infant Johnny says "A mountain Johnny, beautiful mountain of gold. Oh johnny we are truly rich, we have all the gold of Yucca and now this. Why there must be a hundred of them, maybe a thousand... ...how beautiful they are."

    Worthy of the genre and even a morbid extension of such
  • Here's a spaghetti western that barely gets a paragraph in Thomas Weisser's excellent overview of the genre---it's THAT obscure. Much to my delight, the film is far better than Weisser's brief synopsis implies. Lucky Johnny (as a child) is rescued by an undertaker just as a rattlesnake is about to pounce. The two of them go about their ghoulish business until they decide it's time to strike it rich. There are two intriguing subplots involving a pair of down on their luck stage robbers and a black cavalryman who is victimised by greedy bounty hunters. The film was originally shot in Panavision, and even the crummy pan and scan TV version I caught couldn't obscure some outstanding cinematography. Topped off with a fine score, highlighted by an excellent (uncredited) 70s soul song over the end credits, Lucky Johnny is another obscuro film waiting to be rediscovered by our good friends at Anchor Bay. I'll be first in line for the DVD.
  • This Mexico / U.S. film is reminiscent of "spaghetti westerns" of the late '60s and '70s. It has the same cinematic style and emphasis on a winding, convoluted, and somewhat ridiculous plot, decorated by a lot of very accurate gunfighting.

    This was James Westerveld's (a talented character actor) last film, and his performance is no disappointment. Westerveld co-stars in support of relative unknown Glen Lee. Lee's character - "Johnnie" - is a psychological case-study. Applebee (Westerveldt) rescues him from a rattler right after Johnny is orphaned in the desert in the spectacularly disorienting opening scenes. As it turns out, Johnny has an almost mystical connection with his gun and becomes Applebee's bodyguard as Applebee raises Johnny like a son. Applebee is an itinerant mortician. With this set up, the plot possibilities seem unlimited - and they are explored nicely! Dead Aim, despite the lightweight title, is a fine little western. the cinematography is good, the acting is good, and the story is entertaining. The script suffers a little from translation, but even this helps give the story and characters a slightly "off" feeling -which is very appropriate given the story-line.

    I do not know much about the short-lived Jose Bolanos - who directed this - but I will keep an eye out for therest of his films now that I have seen this.

    Recommended for fans of '70s westerns.
  • This is the first spaghetti western that I have seen that does not have an Italian director. It is actually an Italian/Mexican co-production, and I am assuming that the director is Mexican or Spanish by his last name. I'm guessing that being partly Italian, and having a decidedly Euro-western flavor makes this a spaghetti western.

    The movie has a couple of slightly macabre touches. The main character is the adopted son of an undertaker and even bears a coincidental resemblance to the wrestler called "The Undertaker." At one point he starts picking fights to give himself an excuse to shoot people. He does this to drum up business. There's another part where he and the old man find a mountain of dead bodies. The elder undertaker calls them "beautiful" and says "we've found gold." Pretty cool stuff.

    The biggest problem with this movie is that the plot (actually I should say plots, because there are several) meanders off into so many directions that there ends up being no point at all to the film. It's part Burke and Hare, part haunting love story, part revenge tale, part racial struggle, etcetera. But if you don't think about it too much, it's really quite enjoyable to watch. It's actually very beautiful and stylish in parts.

    I think the music score could have been better. Some parts of the score were good, and I really liked the rattler sound during the gunfights just before the shooting, but some of the music sounded too much like something you would hear in the background of a 1970's TV show.

    Overall, I found it very interesting, but it's definitely not for everyone.