Greetings Spaghetti Lovers Everywhere:
Due to my ethnicity and natural-born hungers, I must have pasta daily. I must. This need has taken on a new twist, however, and that twist ain't in the noodle. I have cable but unplugged it long ago. Once I got past my fear of R-rated films, I allowed myself to view on VHS the Sergio Leone trilogy that featured some TV actor named Eastwood. Whoever.
So now, in my work, I get a daily dose of Spaghetti westerns. I was so intrigued by the sights and sounds pouring out from the widescreen TV that I sat through Death Rides a Horse yesterday and would have sat through Navajo Joe if I had had the time.
The music - ocarina or trilling flute or strangely intoxicating mixed choral chants - had me mesmerized. And the visuals are even paid homage to by such notables as Quentin Tarantino. And the story line ... ahhhhhhhhhhhhh....
Am I hooked?
You?
CoCowboy