Asbury Park Sunday Press
By Joan Pikula
June 22, 1969
Absolutely the best thing about the Spaghetti Westerns (“A Fistful of Dollars,” “For a Few Dollars More,” “The Good, the Bad and the Ugly”) is that they are hysterically funny. Oh yes. And they supply the only real, honest-to-goodness perfect hero to hit the screen in a long time.
That they’re so funny might astound those who have hitherto considered them uncommonly brutal. But, the fact remains that no man in his right mind would turn out films like that seriously. And Sergio Leone, who created the triumphant triad, is nobody’s fool.
He’s taken the American Western, striped away all the moralizing accoutrements, and come up with the bare essentials: steaming guns, glaring eyes, dusty boots, beat-ups, snarls, villains, and, of course, the hero.
What he’s done is present a wide-screen, highly animated wax museum. All the essentials are there but none of the essence.