Friday, January 17, 2025

Spaghetti West Trivia – Leone’s Calamity Jane & Wild Bill Hickok

 

Sergio Leone’s told Paese Sera on January 20, 1966, that after making “For a Few Dollars More” he was only going to make two more westerns. The first was “The Good, the Bad and the Ugly” and then he was going to make a film about the real Calamity Jane. He said, “I want to make a film that is totally different to the saccharine versions the Americans have given us. It’ll be the true story, a tough one, with Calamity who will have to be what she was a drunkard, grungy, who one day falls hopelessly in love with that handsome scoundrel Hickok. Sophia Lore will play Calamity and Steve McQueen will play Hickok.”

Little Known Western Actors ~ Fortunato Cecilia

[These daily posts will cover little known actors or people that have appeared in more recent films and TV series. Various degrees of information that I was able to find will be given and anything that you can add would be appreciated.]

Fortunato Ceclia was born in Rome, Italy on October 25, 1931. He appeared in 31 films from 1968 to 1982. He also wrote the screenplays for three films.  I can find no other biographical information on him.

His only appearance in a Spaghetti western was as a banjo player in 1968’s “Ciccio perdona…io no!” (Ciccio Forgives…I Don’t!). The problem with this credit is there are no scenes in the film with a banjo player. There is banjo music on the soundtrack but no scenes with any musicians. There is one quick cut of a man and saloon girl ending a dance so possibly a scene with Fortunato playing the banjo was cut.

CECILIA, Fortunato (aka Renato Cecilia, Cecilia Fortunato) [10/25/1931, Rome, Lazio, Italy – 3/19/2010, Rome, Lazio, Italy] – writer, film actor.

Ciccio Forgives…I Don’t! – 1968 (banjo player)

New German DVD release “30 Winchester für El Diabolo”

 








“30 Winchester für El Diabolo”

(30 Winchesters for El Diablo)

 

Director: Gianfranco Baldanello

Starring: Carl Möhner, Topsy Collins, John Heston, Jose Torres, Mila Stanic

 

Country Germany

Label: Western Classics

PAL

Aspect Ratio: 16:9 - 2.35:1, 16:9 - 1.77:1

Languages: Italian, English, German

Subtitles:

Running time:87 minutes

Extras: Reconstructed German theatrical version (81:83min); trailer; gallery

ASIN: ‎B0DN61WCWC

Release date: January 17, 2025

Today is the 50th anniversary of the opening of “The White, the Yellow, and the Black”

 

Today marks the 50th anniversary of the premier of “Il bianco, il giallo, il nero” (The White, the Yellow, and the Black) directed by Sergio Corbucci and starring Guliano, Tomas Milian and Eli Wallach. It tells the story of  Sakura (Tomas Milian) a young, aspiring samurai, who goes on the trail of a sacred pony, that the Emperor of Japan sent as a gift to a colony of Japanese immigrants in the West, and that fake Indians, the henchmen of the dishonest banker Butler (Jacques Berthier) kidnapped to provoke a war against the redskins, who oppose the passage of a railroad within their territory. For his ransom the evildoers ask for a million dollars, which, kept in a box, is entrusted for delivery by sheriff Black Jack (Eli Wallach). Attracted by the big money is an unscrupulous scoundrel Italian-Swiss, Blanc de Blanc Giuliano Gemma), who tries to capture Sakura and Black Jack. Divided in purpose, the three are forced by events to join forces to repel the attacks of Butler’s henchmen - and especially a greater fool a former Confederate Major (Manuel de Blas) determined to prevent the discovery of the pony. The trio finally eliminates their opponents, unmask Butler, then go on go on their own separate ways: Sakura with his pony; Blanc de Blanc with a rich premium paid by the Japanese for the discovery of the horse and Black Jack empty-handed.

The film made 1,897,807 lire upon release and is ranked the #16th highest grossing Spaghetti western of all time.

Il bianco, il giallo, il nero – Italian title

El blanco, el Amarillo, y el negro – Spanish title

Le blanc, le jaune et le noir – French title

Samurai – Canadian title

Stetson – Drei Halunken erster Klasse – German title

Ο άσπρος, ο μαύρος και ο κίτρινος – Greek title

Ο καλός, ο κακός και ο κίτρινος – Greek title

Dispara primeiro… pergunta depois – Portuguese title

El blanco, el Amarillo, y el negro – Spanish title

Samurai Kid – English title

Ring Around the Horse’s Tail – English title

Shoot First… Ask Questions Later – English title

The White, the Yellow and the Black – English title

 

A 1974 Italian, Spanish, French film co-production [Tritone (Rome), Mundial (Madrid),

     Filmel (Paris)]

Producer: Solino Norberto

Director: Sergio Corbucci

Story: Marcello Coscia, Antonio Troiso

Screenplay: Mario Amendola, Renee Asseo, Luis G. de Blain, Sergio Corbucci, Santiago

     Moncada

Cinematography: Luis Caudrado (Luis Encinar) [Technicolor, CineScope]

Music: Guido & Maurizio De Angelis

     Songs: “White, Yellow and Black”, “Bump” sung by Dilly Dilly (Guido & Maurizio

                 De Angelis)

Running time: 112 minutes

 

Cast:

Blanc de Blanc/Stetson/Swiss – Giuliano Gemma

Sakura – Tomas Milian (Tomás Rodríguez)

Sheriff Edward ‘Black Jack’ Gideon – Eli Wallach

Major Donovan – Manuel de Blas

Kelly Butler – Jacques Berthier

Kady – Romano Puppo

Sergeant – Neno Zamperla (Nazzerano Zamperla)

Yamoto/Osaka – Hideo Saito

Console Giapponese – Frank Nuyen

Robson/Robinson brothers – Cris Huerta (Crish Brieva), Tito Garcia (Pablo González),

     Joaqin Solas (Joaquin Solis del Cerro), Alfonso de la Vega, Beni Deus (Veancio

     Mejuto), Luis Induni (Luigi Radici), Edy Biagetti (Eduardo Biagetti), Scott Miller

Deputy in jail - Ernesto Váñez (YANEZ)

Clementine Gideon – Maria Isbert (Maria Sorriano)

Grampa Gideon - Pasquale Barrachina

Redheaded saloon girl – Mirta Miller (Mirta Chatard)

Saloon girls – Denise Bataille

Prisoners – Victor Israel (Josep Vilanova)

Prisoner priest - Ricardo G. Lillo

Albino – Dan van Husen (Daniel van Husen)

Chief Muchaco – Jose Villasante

Comanchero – Rafael Albaicin (Ignacio Escudero)

Army officers – Franco Tocci, Lorenzo Robledo

Watson brother – Scott Miller

Donovan henchmen - Jose Panizo, Fernando San Jose, Lisardo Iglesias

Soldier – Aldo Dell’Acqua (Arnaldo Dell’Acqua)

Soldier guard on train – Franco Tocci       Franco Tucci

Indian squaws - Carla Mancini, Ana Farra (Anita Farra)

With: Giovanni Petti, Lorenzo Piani, Pietro Torrisi, Jose Villasante

Stunts: Antonio Ramirez Pequeño Oso, Pietro Torrisi


Special Birthdays

Kenneth Talbot (cinematographer) would have been 105 today but died in 1993.

Stevo Petrovic (actor) is 95 today

Cristina Galbo (actress) is 75 today.



Thursday, January 16, 2025

Little Known Western Actors ~ Felice Ceciarelli

[These daily posts will cover little known actors or people that have appeared in more recent films and TV series. Various degrees of information that I was able to find will be given and anything that you can add would be appreciated.]

Felice Ceciarelli was an Italian character actor born in Manziana, Rome, Lazio, Italy on August 25, 1938. He is the brother of actor Vincenzo Ceciarelli [1934-1968]. Felice appeared in several westerns as a stuntman, but he has gone uncredited. He is credited for one film and a made for TV movie called “Onora il padre” (Honor Thy Father) in 1986.

His only credited film was also his only Spaghetti western appearance as a Mescal henchman.

Felice died in Sorano del Cimino, Lazio, Italy on September 15, 2010. He was 72.

CECIARELLI, Felice [8/25/1938, Manziana, Rome, Lazio, Italy – 9/15/2010, Sorano del Cimino, Lazio, Italy    ] – stuntman, film actor, brother of film actor Vincenzo Ceciarelli [1934-1968], married to ? father of two daughters.

They Call Me Trinity – 1970 (Mescal henchman)

Sartana’s Here… Trade Your Pistol For A Coffin (1970) – Review

We Have Issues

By greigzilla

January 15, 2025

During his second movie, the extravagantly titled I Am Sartana, Your Angel Of Death, the titular gunslinger enigmatically announced that “Anyone could be Sartana”; but in an irony worthy of the Spaghetti Western itself, this proved to be strangely prophetic when, in his third outing, lead character found himself being played by a completely different actor.

Yup, for a sole entry in the Sartana saga, Gianni Garko found himself temporarily replaced by George Hilton (no relation to Paris) but while the cult franchise found itself with a new face, you could rest assured that the titles continued to be as absurdly badass than ever; hell, they’re practically bordering on entire paragraphs at this point. But before I get too carried away coming up with fake ones (“Sartana Just Arrived… Quick, Look Busy” or “Beware! Sartanas In Rear View Mirrors Can Look Closer Than They Appear”), let’s get down to the business of slinging some guns.

We rejoin a slightly different looking Sartana as he lurks on a trail awaiting the arrival of a transportation of gold, but for once he’s not looking to pull off some grand scheme to steal it. No, rather he’s waiting to shoot a man riding shotgun on the wagon as he’s actually a wanted felon with a healthy bounty on his head; but proving that weird shenanigans still to the enigmatic gunslinger like shit to a blanket, he soon finds himself embroiled in yet another conspiracy with gold at its center. While Sartana watches, the transport is attacked by a gang of Mexican bandidos led by the ferocious Mantas and everyone is killed, but instead of making off with the gold, the gang disperse, leaving dynamite in their wake to destroy everything. However, after putting out the fuse with some textbook sharpshooting, Sartana discovers that there is no gold and the lock boxes are only filled with sand.

Smelling a conspiracy with a payday at the end, Sartana disguises himself as a peasant and infiltrates the gang to not only discover what is going on, but quickly accepts a side mission to help Mantas’ abused wife and child escape to safety and after shooting a few of his goons for good measure, he discovers that the whole ambush was a smokescreen to hide the fact that the unscrupulous owner of a nearby mine has organized the ruse in order to keep most of the gold for himself.

Taking from the Man With No Name playbook, Sartana soon is playing off Spencer and the Mexicans against each other in order to eventually steal the already stolen gold, but matters get even more complicated when Trixie, the owner of an impoverished saloon, gets involved. However, the biggest threat to Sartana’s plan (not to mention his health) is the arrival of parasol carrying dandy, Sabbath, a rival of our anti-hero who just may be faster on the draw than he is…

Curiously for a film with such a weighty title, Sartana’s Here… Trade Your Pistol For A Coffin carries around a few confusing alternate monikers thanks to alternate dubs that prove to be rather interesting. But while the first replacement title, A Fistful Of Lead, is obviously shamelessly riffing on Sergio Leone (why not just go the whole hog and call it The Hero, The Villain And The Aesthetically Challenged), the really confounding version is a German one that seems to palm it off as a Django/Sabata movie. Exactly why you would take a movie that’s already part of an established series and then suddenly link it with two others I have no idea (and I’m not planning on going down that rabbit hole anytime soon, either), but in many versions, Charles Southwood’s character switches from Sabbath to Sabata and I guess we’re just all going to have to deal with it.

The actual movie on the other hand is actually a fairly straightforward Sartana adventure filled with the usual hunt-the-gold plot that requires a metric ton of double crosses and farfetched twists to get it through to the end. Once again, as all the characters get in a confounded muddle about who can trust who and where the gold is, Sartana simply walks through the engineered chaos like the human cheat code that he is.

So once again, returning director Giuliano Carnimeo stages a bunch of sequences where our hero effortlessly outwits everyone with a hundred foot radius that sees Sartana obsessively hide his gun in things so he can shoot his unsuspecting foes through them (loaves of bread, a boot, a hanging holster) or pull off laughable trick shots like flinging a dagger at the trigger of a well discarded rifle to shoot a dude. However, at this point in the franchise that Sartana’s true superpower is less in having omnipotent skills a preparation more like being smart enough to pick complete morons for enemies. George Hilton does a fine job of slipping into Gianni Garko’s boots; although one could argue that Garko played Sartana so enigmatic, Leslie Nielsen could probably do a better than average job of filling in if needs be. Elsewhere, Charles Southwood’s Sabbath/Sabata is given a gimmick that’s as frilly as the little white parasol he carries around with him everywhere that’s either supposed to be a distraction or an effete lifestyle choice, but either way he’s every bit of a crack shot than his rival and we even get a classic, femme fatal bar owner thanks to a flame haired Erika Blanc.

Of course, the real stars here are the endless quirks that have absolutely nothing to do with the actual story but instead give the style of the flick a sense of character itself. There is absolutely no reason for Sartana to be so obsessed with hard boiled eggs any more than Sabbath chooses to spend his down time reading the poetry, but it adds eccentric layers to personas that don’t actually exist other than all the fancy shooting. Everyone here is so in love with their own prowess with a gun, they would probably shoot a remote control to turn a TV on if they had existed yet and I’m wondering how cheap ammunition must have been if Mantas can afford to shoot the individual petals of a flower when mulling over who is a faster shot. Of course, it’s all part of the game and in this world of pinpoint accuracy and triple crosses, the only thing more inevitable than Sartana’s ultimate victory is that you’ll barely be able to follow how the fuck he got there.

However, while the previous film complicated matters by having Sarbata fingered for a crime he didn’t commit, Sartana’s Here… Trade Your Pistol For A Coffin keeps things – well, I don’t want to say simple, but certainly more straightforward and the whole plot of missing gold is getting incredibly old now too – especially considering that the Sabata series pretty much did the exact same thing despite being camper than Sabbath’s parasol.

Still plenty of fun and absolutely jam packed full of exagerated incident that’s will either make you cheer, scoff, or some throat wracking mixture of both, this third outing of the West’s trickiest trickster is nevertheless starting to feel a little samey. However, if you’ve never seen a Sartana movie before (or a Sabata one too for that matter) its eccentricities should prove that the film is as fun as the title, but nowhere near as unwieldy.