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Jaquan 2022-01-26 08:02:31
Before and after the Birth of Double Twilight
Because of the success of "Red Dead Redemption", Sergio Leone became famous in one fell swoop, which means that he has more funds to make his next movie. The success of "Red Dead Redemption" has made investors strongly demand A sequel was being filmed, so Sergio Leone made another film of Red Dead...
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Hadley 2022-01-26 08:02:31
Per qualche dollaro in più
Eastwood continues to play the role of a loner and unknown gunman, intending to capture the perverted bad guy Indio in exchange for a bonus, but unexpectedly kills another powerful gunman Mortimer also intends to capture Indio, between the two. Fighting openly and secretly but no one can succeed....

Peter Lee Lawrence
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Caterina 2022-04-23 07:01:26
I love the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, the way he draws his gun, the low brim of his hat, and the English he pulls. Now I'm totally a fan of Eastwood's brains~~ Ciao was born 50 years earlier, he must not marry~~
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Earnestine 2022-03-22 09:01:21
Logic always comes after flavor. This series seems to be the pinnacle of authorship and stylization, and Leone's state of shooting the redemption today is Nicholas Winding and Wes Anderson. As soon as the jacket of the cowboy spirit is lifted, it is actually all about trying to make money. Watching it in reverse order may miss the climax, but this one is my favorite until I revisit the finale. ★★★★☆
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Wild, The Hunchback: Well well, if it isn't the smoker. Well... Remember me, amigo?
Col. Douglas Mortimer: M-Mm.
Wild, The Hunchback: 'Course you do. El Paso.
Col. Douglas Mortimer: It's a small world.
Wild, The Hunchback: Yes, and very, very bad. Now come on, you light another match.
Col. Douglas Mortimer: I generally smoke just after I eat. Why don't you come back in about ten minutes?
Wild, The Hunchback: Ten minutes you'll be smoking in hell. Get up!
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[last lines]
Monco: [counting reward sums of outlaws he just killed] Ten thousand... twelve thousand... fifteen... sixteen... seventeen... twenty-two. Twenty-two?
[a wounded Groggy comes from behind and raises his gun; Monco whirls and shoots him dead]
Monco: ...Twenty-seven.
Col. Douglas Mortimer: Any trouble, boy?
Monco: No, old man. Thought I was having trouble with my adding. It's all right now.