Hannie Caulder (1971)
Country: GB
Technical: col/scope 85m
Director: Burt Kennedy
Cast: Raquel Welch, Robert Culp, Ernest Borgnine
Synopsis:
A rape victim seeks revenge on her attackers.
Review:
Kennedy moved away from lighter Western subjects to indulge in a bit of Wild Bunch-style ultra-violence here. In fact, the rape is pretty tame (a few judicious angles jumbled together in the editing room), and Culp's sententious bounty hunter warns of the consequences of vengeance-fuelled violence on the soundtrack. A specious undertaking, therefore, which does not even hang together in narrative terms, and has the traumatised Miss Welch wander around for as much as a reel in nothing more substantial than a poncho. Now why would that be, I wonder?
Country: GB
Technical: col/scope 85m
Director: Burt Kennedy
Cast: Raquel Welch, Robert Culp, Ernest Borgnine
Synopsis:
A rape victim seeks revenge on her attackers.
Review:
Kennedy moved away from lighter Western subjects to indulge in a bit of Wild Bunch-style ultra-violence here. In fact, the rape is pretty tame (a few judicious angles jumbled together in the editing room), and Culp's sententious bounty hunter warns of the consequences of vengeance-fuelled violence on the soundtrack. A specious undertaking, therefore, which does not even hang together in narrative terms, and has the traumatised Miss Welch wander around for as much as a reel in nothing more substantial than a poncho. Now why would that be, I wonder?
Country: GB
Technical: col/scope 85m
Director: Burt Kennedy
Cast: Raquel Welch, Robert Culp, Ernest Borgnine
Synopsis:
A rape victim seeks revenge on her attackers.
Review:
Kennedy moved away from lighter Western subjects to indulge in a bit of Wild Bunch-style ultra-violence here. In fact, the rape is pretty tame (a few judicious angles jumbled together in the editing room), and Culp's sententious bounty hunter warns of the consequences of vengeance-fuelled violence on the soundtrack. A specious undertaking, therefore, which does not even hang together in narrative terms, and has the traumatised Miss Welch wander around for as much as a reel in nothing more substantial than a poncho. Now why would that be, I wonder?