Bud Spencer and Terence Hill, between a scazzotata and a
plate of beans, all the cult scenes that made them immortal (photos, video)
By Alberto Forno
They Call Me Trinity
1970 Lo chiamavano Trinità…, Regia di E.B. Clucher
It overflows
the Pecos River which as it has never seen so much filth!
First film of the genre dubbed the "Bean
Western", the work of E. B. Clucher who innovated the genre which become
an absolute cornerstone of world cinema and made the duo legendary. Thanks to
this film, seen around the world, the duo quickly became popular and much loved
by the public of all nationalities, from France to Hungary, from Australia to
Argentina.
Trinity (Terence Hill), a lazy but fast gunman, reaches a
small town in West where his brother Bambino (Bud Spencer), has become the
sheriff. Bambino is not actually a real sheriff but a horse thief waiting for
the rest of his gang to show up. In the countryside a rich horse owner, Major
Harriman, is struggling with a community of Mormons: he wants to evict them
from the valley to graze his herd. Trinity, in love with two girls of the
community, and Bambino, gruff but allergic to bullies, help the peaceful
Mormons to defend themselves.
- Well, when
they said that I am the son of an old whore ...
- But it's
true!
- Yes, but she
is not old ...
Curiosity: the musical score is by Franco Micalizzi
prolific author of soundtracks, here is his first job as a film composer. The
lyrics of the song that opens and closes the film is the British
singer-songwriter Lally Stott (already known for the hit Chirpy Chirpy Cheep
Cheep) while the singer who is doing it is Hannibal (Hannibal Giannarelli), an
Italian-Australian with an imposing physical presence and a powerful voice that
reminds on of Tom Jones. The whistle instead was done by Alessandro
Alessandroni who was called the "whistler", so nicknamed because of
the powerful sound which could e minate from his whistle. The "Whistler",
had become known from the soundtrack for “A Fistful of Dollars” by Ennio
Morricone, who used him after having long sought someone who could whistle.
[To be continued
tomorrow]
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