Bad Man's River Review
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In the early seventies all had become fun in spaghetti western wonderland. Or at least it was meant to be fun. In Bad Man’s River, made in 1971, Lee van Cleef is wearing a toupet and a bowler hat, Gianni Garko is riding a bike and wearing goggles, and James Mason makes his debut in a European western as a Mexican revolutionary. And they’re all duped by a sex symbol who was over her two major peaks.
Lee is conned by Gina Lollobrigida into marrying her: instead of sharing the bed with him, she has him tied to a chair to steal his money. But Bad Man’s River is a film about the stupidity of men in the face of an attractive woman, so when Lee and his men are asked by La Lollo to blow up a Mexican mission turned into an arsenal by government troupes, they accept the job, only to be duped again. And again, and again, and again.
Bad Man’s River is not the worst spaghetti western you’ll ever see, but it could’ve easily been so much better. Thanks to Hollywood veteran Philip Yordan the script is lively and eventful (if a bit sinuous), and with a cast like this, even an ordinary director should have been able to create at least a decent western. But Martin is no ordinary director: He was responsible for the excellent The Bounty Killer as well as the horrendous Pancho Villa. 'Bad Man’s River shows both sides of señor Martin’s capacities: although it’s nowhere nearly as good as The Bounty Killer, the picaresque first half has enough action, flamboyant acting and broad humour to keep most viewers entertained. But once Lee and his men get involved in some revolutionary activities (thanks to Lollobrigida, of course), things become obnoxious. The jokes are silly and very quickly all momentum is gone. In order to provoke a laugh, good old Aldo Sanbrell is saddled with lines like: “I know this man like my brother. But who the hell is he?” Why oh why, señor Martin?
Van Cleef’s performance is strictly routine and most other actors struggle with a script that gives them hardly any chance. At the age of 44, Lollobrigida (La Lollo to Italians and friends) was definitely past her prime but still seductive; actually she’s quite enjoyable as the deceitful temptress who twists all men around her little finger. The score, by Waldo the los Rios, easy listening sparked with some up-beat dance hall tunes, is unusual to say the least, but I thought it worked quite well in this context. But for no particular reason there’s a poorly performed rock song thrown in somewhere halfway the movie. Maybe this is where they got the idea to ask John Bon Jovi for his score for Young Guns II. As always, Alejandro Ulloa’s cinematography is great and some of the settings are attractive, notably the river boat.
Cast: Lee van Cleef, Gina Lollobrigida, James Mason, Gianni Garko, Jess Hahn, Simon Andreu, Diana Lorys, Lone Fleming, Aldo Sanbrell, Eduardo Fajardo, José Manuel Martin, Dan van Husen - Director: Eugenio Martin - Music: Waldo De Los Rios