Michael Forest teams up with a comedic father and son duo in order to beat a gang of train-robbers out of their loot, only to find out that the money belongs to an all-female collective farm (!), targeted by an unscrupulous banker and his henchmen, the original thieves.
Now They Call Him Sacramento is basically an uninspired, low-budget knock-off of My Name Is Trinity and Trinity Is Still My Name, with Fernando Bilbao looking like and blatantly (and obnoxiously) ripping off Trinity co-star Bud Spencer's earlier performances.
Made during the declining years of the spaghetti western, this displays all the trademarks I've come to dread about films of this period, things like talky scripts, crumbling western sets, insufferable music, and bone-headed attempts at "comedy". The destructive climax is too little, too late and too corny to be fully enjoyed.
Now They Call Him Sacramento is basically an uninspired, low-budget knock-off of My Name Is Trinity and Trinity Is Still My Name, with Fernando Bilbao looking like and blatantly (and obnoxiously) ripping off Trinity co-star Bud Spencer's earlier performances.
Made during the declining years of the spaghetti western, this displays all the trademarks I've come to dread about films of this period, things like talky scripts, crumbling western sets, insufferable music, and bone-headed attempts at "comedy". The destructive climax is too little, too late and too corny to be fully enjoyed.