800 Balas

It’s a shootout at 2 PM.

It would have been conducted at high noon, but, frankly, everyone was drunk and still passed out cold then.

Following a merry, though sometimes morose, band of broken-down stuntmen who fill their days by staging Wild West shows to increasingly-smaller crowds, this Spanish lark expertly mixes humor with occasional pathos.

The gunfighters and brawlers in camp used to work on Spaghetti Western films, until Hollywood pulled up stakes and went back home.

Now, they pass the time by crashing through roofs for a few bucks, and a few more drinks.

Hey, it’s a living.

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