Borderline incoherent.
That’s how The Hollywood Reporter described this all-guns-blazin’ modern-day mash-up of spaghetti westerns and ’70s Italian crime thrillers.
And they’re probably right, not that it really matters.
Let your brain go take a vacation, sink down into the cushiest part of your recliner, hit play, then wallow in the glitz, grunge, and (stylish) gore.
A pack of desperate hoodlums land at the home of a lovesick artist, and before you can say, “Dang, look at that lush Mediterranean scenery!,” the bullets are flying in every direction.
Stolen gold is the reward, but cold death haunts the countryside.
