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That was an excellent one.

At first rather annoying in its heavy emphasis on reenactments, this movie ultimately proves fascinating, simply because the complicated, highly dramatic tale it tells still almost defies belief.

By the time the dramatic fireworks start popping off, each one feels earned.

The film never slows down or bores, plunging from one harrowing sequence to the next.

When "Cry Blood, Apache" starts, you see the words 'Special Guest Star--Joel McCrea' splash across the screen. What, exactly, is a special guest star in a movie?! Oh well....you also see McCrea riding his horse and then reminiscing about something that had happened long ago. His role really is very limited--a tiny spot to introduce the film. It's also interesting to see that in this LONG flashback, Jody plays Joel as a young man.The flashback begins with a group of grubby white guys hanging out with some American-Indians. They're partying and acting friendly when suddenly, one of them kills one of the natives--and a killing frenzy begins. It seems these white guys want the Indians' gold...and to molest their women. Among the killers, only Pitcalin seems to perhaps be a decent man--a decent man caught up with a bunch of cut-throats. In addition to Pitcalin, there also is a lone native who comes upon the dead and vows revenge. He spends the rest of the film tracking them and planning on taking them out one at a time--and Pitcalin lends him some help in the process. This sort of plot was a HUGE departure from classic westerns, that's for sure--especially with its theme of rape and nudity.Despite the very salacious plot, the film is amazingly dull. The acting is also pretty amateurish and the film has little to offer. It's not a terrible movie--but I soon found myself losing interest and the payoff just didn't merit wasting this much of my life on the movie. Not horrible...just not good in any way.By the way, the Deacon (Jack Starrett) also directed this film. Also, you can assume Jody McCrea wasn't thrilled with the film, as he retired from filmmaking after this movie. Also, I have a few words about the DVD. The print is in really rough shape--degraded and faded. Also, a TMG is emblazoned across the screen periodically--perhaps in an effort to protect the film against unauthorized copying. However, who would want to copy this film and who would bother to enforce the copyright?! After all, this is a grade-D production at best.

This is one of the best comedy films I have ever seen. The story follows a bunch of amoral morons into the wild west. That may sound like a boring story, but it's told with such humor and madcap idiocy that one can't help but be entertained throughout the whole thing. The sight gags are pretty cool too. For example, the main Indian character, Cold Arm Warm Legs, wears a sweater with a breechcloth. This movie has it all - from stupid Bible misquotings, to Spanish speaking Indians, to a bathing woman and a love affair. In conclusion, you should stop reading this review and go buy this movie now!

I've been intrigued by the title of this 1970 Western for some time, so when I had a chance to pick it up new for just a buck, I thought I'd give it a try. I believe I'm due some change.The film offers a quartet of villainous desperadoes on the hunt for gold, who brutalize an Indian family and expect the lone surviving squaw to deliver them to the goods. It's never made clear why a fifth member of the group, portrayed by Jody McCrae, is along for the ride. He's the only one who appears to have had a bath recently, and comports himself reasonably well, though he does little to mitigate the nasty behavior of his compadres. On the flip side, as he gets cozy with Apache squaw Jemme, (Marie Gahva), the boys generally give it no mind, like he wouldn't even think of double crossing them.The first half of the film plods along rather slowly; the action what there is comes in the second half as an Apache brave picks up the trail of the evil-doers and prepares to exact revenge. His first victim gets the standard arrow in the back treatment, but then the Indian's inventiveness gets you to sit up and take notice. Benji (Don Henley) finds himself the subject of an upside down gravity drowning, screaming for his dying brother and his mama to help. Later, using the old snake in the bag over the head trick, another gang member meets his end. It seems to me though that "Two Card" Charlie must have died of fright; a close up of the snake shows it to be too narrow and without the markings of a rattler. The fate of Bible quoting Deacon (Jack Starrett) is not dealt with on screen, but his skeleton makes a cameo at the end of the movie.One thing about the avenging Apache is intriguing; he's usually shown tracking the gang on entirely different terrain than the bad guys are traveling. For the most part, it appears that a desert setting prevails, but the Indian finds himself careening down rough river rapids, and winding through rocky mountain paths. The bad guys never encountered those obstacles.You'll find veteran actor Joel McCrea's name top billed as a selling point for "Cry Blood, Apache", but don't be fooled. He's shown at the beginning and end of the film as an older and wiser version of the 'good' bad guy Pitcallin, contemplating sardonically on the events of his past life as shown in the movie. Somehow, his final wistful look seems to be saying he's glad it's over, the movie that is.

Poor little programmer of a western, tries to ride in the trail of the Eastwood-Leone "Man With No Name" series and fails. There is an intensely 1960s feel the the performances that make the performances awkward and unconvincing. In addition, the prints have a washed-out look.Even a graceful opening with Joel McCrea playing the lead character in later years -- the lead is played by his son, Jody -- serves only to make the rest of the movie more awkward.