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I nuovi barbari
Enzo G. Castellari was wrong in his prediction of the great nuclear war
that was supposed to end this year, but he guessed that we would use
hideous hairstyles and strange cars. Well, after all, he had a very
positive vision of today's world.
He got it right, however, making a film that is simply a delightful b
movie made with things found around, starting with the obvious
reference to "Interceptor". A film that has an absurd storyline as much
as its characters, their cars and their clothes.
The inevitable objects of any good post-nuke movie are funny cars that
recall dune buggies but with lethal weapons that cut heads and explode
bodies and above all make the sound of a centrifuge. Not happy, he also
puts on an American car with a green-lit dome on the roof.
The protagonists then, from hairstyles more than 80's, go around
dressed as Rockets or Star Wars, in clothes taken from Chinese bazaars,
or with the first rags found around. The location instead looks like
one of the usual Lazio quarries, so loved by genre cinema.
Year 2019 the great nuclear war is over, says the writing superimposed
at the beginning and in the world that remains, "very dangerous"
characters run. There are the ruthless Templars, in white dresses, led
by the fearsome One (our beloved George Eastman) and there is Skorpion,
a free spirit with a good heart, played by Timothy Brent, actually the
very Italian Giancarlo Prete. A bewildered Fred Williamson, on the
other hand, is the fiery archer Nadir, who often takes Skorpion out of
trouble and offers to us splatter moments
The struggle without mercy goes crazy, in between end up the usual poor
people and two beauties that certainly cannot miss. Alma (Anna Kanakis)
an Amazon, in love with Skorpion and Vinya (Iris Peynado) in love with
Nadir. Will the hero win? Well, guess it!.
Enzo G. Castellari saves this story thanks to his directorial ability,
his skill in keeping up with the action by proposing several slow
motion, explosions, chases and fight scenes. Enough for this trash
jewel nothing bad even if Simonetti’s distorted and misplaced
music tries to ruin everything.
