I'm going to be honest: I had zero idea that that was Charlton Heston and that the crooked cop was Orson Welles.
In my defense, I hadn't read anything about the film nor did I care to see who was actually in it. I punched it up on Netflix and let it fly.
Furthermore, they did have Heston trying to portray a Hispanic man. It's kinda like putting a fu manchu on Tom Cruise and asking him to play an Asian man.
I really enjoyed it. It had a real European feel to it and, according to hearsay, French director Francois Truffant loved it. Makes total sense.
In addition to the European style of filmmaking, it delved into the desert and grit of the Southwest and Mexico. Love films set in this area where it's a perpetually the wild west -- lonely and desolate. Gritty. Blazing hot and yet bitterly cold.
The film itself conveys these very characteristics. It's raw and violent like the old sand pit itself.
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