— Their boss ain’t Mexican.
— Is he black-haired?
— And he’s got a dog.
— Is he black-eyed?
— Yeah. And he’s got a dog.
— Is he tall and strong?
— That’s true. And he’s got a dog.
— I know. He’s got a dog.
One gruesome symptom of the death of the Western was the ‘comedy Western’, a messy, confused genre that flourished briefly in the late ’60s and early ’70s. Occasionally, the genre produced the odd bizarre gem, but this was one of the less honourable efforts. — Time Out Film Guide
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