Bounty
hunter Lord (George Hilton) and his buddy Bull (Walter Barnes) get a job to track
down a cache of Confederate gold. Along
the way, they wind up helping a wheelchair bound woman fend off some unsavory
desperados. Mistrust, backstabbing, and
double crosses eventually follow.
Directed by Giuliano (The Case of the Bloody Iris) Carnimeo, The Moment to Kill is a slow moving and dreary little heaping of Spaghetti Western. It takes forever to get going, and the listless pacing and lethargic direction perpetually keep it from gaining any momentum. Not even Hilton’s solid performance can keep it afloat. His Mutt and Jeff routine with Barnes makes the film sometimes play like a Terence Hill/Bud Spencer movie, minus the laughs.
The
Moment to Kill really only comes to life in the third act. Then at least the sound of whizzing bullets
can keep you from dozing off. The
shootout where Hilton hides behind sides of beef while shooting at the bad guys is kind of cool, I guess. My favorite
part though is when he ran out of bullets and resorted to throwing his spurs at
his enemies like Ninja stars. Too bad
the constant plot twists pile on so fast in the end that it kind of gets in the
way of the action.
Hilton
and Carnimeo later teamed up for Sartana’s Here… Trade Your Pistol for a Coffin.
AKA: The Moment of Killing.
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