Masacre en el gran cañon

The Italians should stick to doing what they do best - making spaghetti. Forget the Spaghetti Westerns. Leave the westerns to the Americans.

As for some of the fight scenes, they were like scenes from the ballet. And James Mitchum is no match for his old man.

James inherited some facial features and a marquee name from his dad, but that's all of the apple that fell from this particular tree. He lacks the gravitas needed to pull off this laconic western hero lead. The direction is even lamer, with most of the action coming from a multi-party series of shootouts among unidentified henchmen and locals at various elevations in a long mountain pass for the turf war between two rich ranchers. It's virtually impossible to tell who is being killed as each stunt man falls from the rocky heights. No uniforms or scorecard to know if any casualty is a win or loss for the good guys. The most noteworthy performance came from George Ardisson, who channeled a slice of Dan Duryea for a smugly crazed take on this villain gig, complete with a leering smile that projects more menace than mirth.

The court is still out on this one. The second of Sergio Corbucci's Euro Westerns that I have managed to track down lacks the punch that he would find in DJANGO and represents a genre in search of it's form. It's actually a very unique looking production, using exteriors located in the former Yugoslavia rather than Spain and existing as a sort of brooding, somber range war movie than a slick cartoon about Pistoleros and Gringos battling it out under the hot sun. James Mitchum is adequate as the Yankee imported to sway box office receipts, with genre legends George Ardisson and my hero Giacomo Rossi-Stuart adding a bit more color in supporting roles.

The issue with the film is that it's a bit of a slog compared to the hip, visually revolutionary movies like DJANGO and the Sergio Leone DOLLARS films, and still hadn't quite achieved the sense of fun & invention from contemporaneous Euro Western hits like SEVEN GUNS FOR THE MACGREGORS or FURY OF THE APACHES -- over the top examples of the Western as an exaggeration, where MASSACRE AT GRAND CANYON seems to dwell on understatement. It's a bit more enjoyable than Corbucci's followup MINNESOTA CLAY which I have a strong aversion to that cannot be put into words. I hate MINNESOTA CLAY but I merely dislike MASSACRE AT GRAND CANYON.

Yet it's historically significant, with the presence of Albert Band helping to cement the film as a transitional effort between the Karl May influenced Schnitzel Westerns of Harald Reinl et al & the full blown Spaghetti Western boon precipitated in part by Corbucci's DJANGO. By then he would have found his balance between the brooding, languid sense of pessimism and an arty flair that would become his trademark. Here he was figuring out the tune, and while I may not sing praises for the results they are certainly interesting, and spoke of greater things to come.

5/10

His father's style of acting is often described as laid back and laconic but I'm afraid his son, James Mitchum's is just lethargic. With his dad's looks and sleepy eyes he does just sleepwalk through this film without any of the intense screen presence that Robert Mitchum could bring to a role.

Doesn't help that the film story is pretty dull too, the old warring cattle barons trying to take over the whole land and everything. The film plays much like an American one from an earlier era, such as 'High Noon or Duel in the Desert' and not the spaghetti western that it is. One thing about the spaghetti's that though short on plot most of the time, they did fill it out with lots of action set pieces. This one doesn't, a couple of short one on one barroom fights but mainly the opposing factions shooting at each over from one rock cliff to another.

I was tempted at times to fast forward on the DVD remote, which is always a bad sign...

Very much a standard oater and while not that bad, it just doesn't deserve much attention.

Regular Pasta Western , this Massacro al Grande Canyon (1965) stars a fine cast as James Mitchum , George Ardisson, Giacomo Rossi-Stuart, Jill Powers, Eduardo Ciannelli and Andrea Giordana . This is a story of vengeance and love in which Wes Evans (James Mitchum) returns to his local town and becomes involved into a lot of problem . At the beginning he is already involved in a crossfire among rival factions : the Dancer , the Mason and Whitmore clans , the reason for some disputed lands . After a search for his dad's killers, he supports the local sheriff (Giacomo Rossi Stuart) to keep peace and order . While Wes attempts to make peace among old warring cattle barons trying to take over the whole land but then the son (Andrea Giordana) of a powerful owner (Eduardo Ciannelli) is taken as a hostage and another son (George Ardisson) seeks for revenge .

Italian made spaghetti that contains thrills , action , violence , lots of gratuitous gunplay and bloody conflicts. The picture with no much plot displays usual elements about land confrontation , following more the classical American wake than the recent Sergio Leone style that started in ¨Fistful of dollars¨ . There is action enough in the movie , guaranteeing shootouts and fights but it doesn't have a high body count , as there wasn't any one-sided slaughter, or massacre as the film title announces . This Spaghetti was filmed in 1964 , a notorious year in the development of European western that almost doubled since former year with movies mostly filmed in Spain and Italy . This is a thrilling western with breathtaking crossfire and showdown between the starring and his enemies along the rocky Croatian mountains and at the little town , they are the higlights of the movie and adding the moving ending in which the son -Andrea Giordana- of the wealthy owner is about to be hanged. James Mitchum provides an ordinary interpretation as the young gunslinger who goes back home only to find himself involved in a bloody land dispute. Like father like son : Robert/James Mitchum , as James gives a similar style of acting , as both of whom are often described as laid back , slow-talking and laconic actors . He's a spitting image of his dad , a real doppelganger , bearing remarkable resemblance -as physical as acting- to his famous father. Great to watch notorious secondaries from Spaghetti Western and other Italian genres as Giacomo Rossi Stuart , Andrea Giordana, Ferdinando Poggi , Benito Stefanelli and George Ardisson . And in a smaller part that you'd expected from his billing , the always excellent Eduardo Ciannelli ; in one of his last films . Atmospheric cinematography in EastmanColor by Enzo Barboni in scope, 35mm , shot on location , Grobnicko polje, Croatia and Trieste , Italy , though nor Almeria .

Sergio Corbucci direction - under pseudonym Stanley Corbett- is middling ; after that , he would make several Spaghetti classics : ¨The great silence¨, ¨Compañeros¨ and ¨the Mercenary¨ and other considerable Westerns : ¨Hellbenders¨, ¨Far west story¨ , ¨Johnny Oro¨ and ¨Navajo Joe¨. A veteran filmmaker, co-director Albert Band was one of Hollywood's most prolific directors who started his career in the early 50s. He began financing a number of motion pictures through the seventies and eighties and helped his son, Charles Band, bring together his own production company, 'Empire Pictures', in the early eighties. Upon the collapse of Empire Pictures in the early nineties, Band continued to work with his son and help bring a number of low-budget and medium budget films to the Hollywood screen and direct to video releases. Band directed some Western such as ¨She came to the Valley¨, ¨Massacre at Grand Canyon¨, ¨The Young Guns¨ and this ¨The Tramplers ¨ at his best ; furthermore , he made terror , action and of all kind of genres . Rating : 4.5/10 mediocre.