The man who brought us Death Race 2000 (a scathing satire of sports entertainment whose script was, essentially, a body count) and Cannonball (another violent pile-up disaster) invites us into his vision of the Old West. Despite the promising cast list and despite the inspired title song, Tarnished Tumbleweed, there is little to go on for this intermittently amusing spoof. Parodying the spaghetti western is perhaps made more difficult because even when that genre plays it straight, it manages to get some they-cant-be-serious laughs.
This is an improvement on Bartels early films (you can feel him beginning to untangle the excess of reference as the film lets its hair down), but not up to the black delight that was Eating Raoul.