For a Few Dollars More
A Fistful of Dollars
The Good, the Bad, And the Ugly
When I a young smartass, I too made fun of
the close-up facial tics, the questionable
dubbing, the over-acting. Wise now with the
weight of my 39 years I realize that these
are some of the most brilliant movies ever
made. Great, cosmic allegories of right and
wrong with amazing soundtracks and visceral
profundity in every squint and expectoration.
My dying wish will be to see these movies
alone in a 70mm theater. Seriously.