Film #148: AND THE CROWS WILL DIG YOUR GRAVE
And the Crows Will Dig Your Grave
2 out of 5 stars
Juan Bosch (THE KILLER WORE GLOVES, EXORCISMO, THE KILLER WITH 1,000 EYES) directs this run-of-the-mill “tortilla / ravioli flick” from 1972 starring Craig Hill (DETECTIVE STORY) doing his best Clint Eastwood impression, Fernando Sancho (A PISTOL FOR RINGO), and Maria Pia Conte (THE HANGING WOMAN). The plot wanders near the idea of a wanted man being captured and brought to justice, but the story told is clumsy and wastes its (and the audience’s time) with meandering and uninteresting clap-trap (a man is caught, then escapes, then is caught, then escapes… later, rinse, repeat). The pace is slow (nothing happens for the first 30 minutes), characters are introduced only so they can be killed off later, the action is of the “William Shatner” variety with our heroes perpetually getting their asses kicked. Acting, such as it is, is stilted and over-wrought. Lots of talking ensues and a misguided love triangle is setup only so it can be abandoned later. And by the time the big climactic finale arrives… it’s all pretty anti-climactic (literally everything gets wrapped up in the last five minutes). In the end, AND THE CROWS WILL DIG YOUR GRAVE is an innocuous, albeit yappy, “chorizo / pasta western” that continually offers the hope that something cool will happen, but… it never does. One good thing… the score is by the great Bruno Nicolai (CALIGULA, EYEBALL, VIRGIN AMONG THE LIVING DEAD) and it’s awash in Ennio Morricone goodness. Nothing special here… but it’s still sort of fun.