jeżeli twoje dziecko najbardziej na świecie kocha filmy, a ty najbardziej na świecie kochasz swoje dziecko, to kup mu spekulacje o kinie, pozakulisowy apendyks:

I was looking at all of his spaghetti Westerns, and I got really enamored with the West he created. The thing that started jumping out from Corbucci’s cinema was that there was no West as brutal as his. The villains had a depravity that was off the scale, and the other characters had such a pitiless nature, and life was cheap as hell. Violence was surreal. And it did seem like in his cowboy pictures what he truly was dealing with was Fascism—which makes sense, as Italy was getting out from under Mussolini’s boot heel not so long ago—just gussied up with cowboy- Mexican iconography. When his outlaws would take over a town, it had the feeling of a Nazi occupation, and with Holocaust-like suffering to the victims.