Spaghetti westerns are the trannies of the western genre.
I need not say more.
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Spaghetti westerns are the trannies of the western genre. I need not say more.
Don’t be like Cinemaphile and make up random bullshit phrases
It's not random and it's not bullshit. And it's not Cinemaphile.
Yea it is random bullshit nobody sane knows wtf any of that means
It requires an IQ over 70. Tough luck, kid.
Calm down schizo
I don't think you understand the situation. I'm not locked in this thread with you.
You're locked in this thread with *CLICK*
With *CLICK* and you
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Show some respect
You're wrong but you use reddit spacing and a frog in the same post so I can see any arguing would be futile since you clearly have brain damage
Yes you need to say more.
They're a superficial facsimile. A rare few may pass, but they will never be American.
Name one good American western film that's not b***h Cassidy and the Troondance Kid
>The Searchers
>Red River
>Shane
>Winchester '73
>The Ox-bow Incident
>Day of the Outlaw
>Warlock
>My Darling Clementine
>No Name on the Bullet
>Rawhide
>Track of the Cat
>Man of the West
I like Butch Cassidy & Sundance but I wouldn't rank it among the best
>The Shitskins
>Reddit River
>Basedne
>Womanchester
>The wieners-Bull Incident
>Day of the Gay Parade
>My Darling Clementine (male)
>No name on the Onions
>Raw BBC
>Track of the Cuck
>Man of the West (she/her)
You are saying what, son of basterd bich"?
>Nooo only I can say moronic shit and attach a frog image
>knows it’s moronic
>gets mad when people say thats moronic
???
FrogBlack folk are unhinged women
>he didnt even watch one of them
a frogposter of course
underrated post (I have now rated it)
Good list, it's only missing
>The Man who Shot Liberty Valance
>Rio Bravo
That list could be expanded very heavily with John Wayne, James Stewart, Randolph Scott, Gary Cooper, and Gregory Peck movies
>Gregory Peck
any recommended kinos except bravados which is absolute kino
The Big Country
Yellow Sky
The Gunfighter
How the West Was Won
The Stalking Moon
Peck doesn't have dozens of westerns under his belt like other stars do, but what he does have are some of the best
>the stalking moon
is it really worthwhile? im wary of any western ca. post-1965
You're right to be wary, but it's worth watching. I'd even throw in Billy Two Hats (1974) for another Peck western, although it's not on the same level as the rest.
Big Country and The Gunfighter are required viewing though.
first of all stop shoving ur fetish into every thread. secondly they can be bretti gud but they dont push traditional values the way many US westerns do
agreed
reddit: the genere
Based.
One-Eyed Jacks?
yep
better cinematography
better flm-score
much more soul
better villains
better "anti"-hero
better "fake" american setting
Entire argument translates to "mens' buttholes are better than womens' pussies"
am i moronic?
i don t get it.
do you mean spaghettis are gay and american western are straight?
American westerns are Americans making movies about a kino period of their history and what it means for the men and women of today, with lessons and legends to learn from.
Spaghetti westerns are Italians scraping the surface of the setting and making vapid exaggerations of its most base features to give the illusion of the genre, but they will never belong to it.
okay
fair enough
but i still prefer the italian westerns. dunno, they just feel more comfy and warm.
all amercian western i watched were somehow "dark" and serious.
deppresing
but i want to watch the ford movies in near future,
never watched one of those classis
> they just feel more comfy and warm.
As a man's anus surely does for you, compared to the warmth of a genuine female bio-vegana.
what about female anuses?
they feel warm, tight and comfy too?
you Black personworshipping homosexual
You could have made this analogy and critique using absolutely anything and you chose on your own volition to make it about men's buttholes while calling others gays. The absolute state of you.
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literally none of that is true. the main difference is the lack of trad values
>its another frogposter says the most moronic shit possible
i forgot:
also better humour
>It's another troony frogposter trying involve his sick fetish into everything
you're a waste of air and your parents are ashamed of you.
shut up stupid frog
If you don't like spaghetti westerns you are a massive homosexual who didn't have a father figure. You need to elaborate your reddit ass post but I don't. Get off my board fricking homosexual.
You will never be a cowboy.
Spaghetti western era was late 60's to late 70's.
Did trannies even exist back then?
it s a metaphor.
Please explain this metaphor.
I don't see what OP is implying here.
Once Upon a Time in the West is a spaghetti western?
Yes, and you could smell the Italian pheromones even without looking up the country it came from. It's biologically Italian and even if they ride horses and shoot colt revolvers, under those dusters is a distinctly Italian wiener and balls.
eh i would classify it as a functional hybrid. more italian than american tho
You will never be a real cowboy. You have no lasso, you have no horse, you have no yeehaw. You are a city slicker twisted by rootin and tootin into a crude mockery of the Old West’s perfection.
All the “validation” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back people mock you. Your compadres are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “friends” laugh at your soft appearance behind closed doors.
Cows are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed cows to sniff out frauds with incredible efficiency. Even city slickers who “pass” look uncanny and unnatural to a cow. Your attire is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a drunk cow lassoed with you, she’ll turn tail and bolt the second she gets a whiff of your tarnation.
You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake yeehaw every single morning and tell yourself it’s going to be ok, but deep inside you feel the Indians creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.
Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll buy a rope, tie a lasso, put it around your neck, and plunge into the cold abyss. Your compadres will find you, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable shame and disappointment. They’ll bury you with a headstone marked with your birth name, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a city slicker is buried there. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that is unmistakably urban.
This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.