10 February 2017 | Bezenby
Fernanda Sancho and his legions of guffawing sidekicks rob and kill Anthony Steffan's wife, and steal his son to be brought up as a red-headed bandido. Steffan makes it his life mission to track them down, which takes an awfully long time...
Decades, it seems. By this time Anthony's son has grown up to be a full on chuckling, card dealing, people killing jerk of the highest order (just like his adopted dad Sancho). Can Steffan rehabilitate his son and reunite them in time for coffee and fainting or are they going to be squaring off against each other, as they do in these films? This one kind of meanders all over the place in the middle, as we follow Steffan around doing stuff in an indestructible way, but then we see him taking a kicking off some bad guys, and then we sidestep into a romantic interlude with his son and this girl (or is it?). It's not quite the most exciting Spaghetti Western I've watched, although it is made well enough.
It's hard to imagine Fernando Sancho wasn't like that in real life. Somebody find out and get back to me.