“The Magnificent Seven” fought this splendidly blood-turning sour activity film could without much of a stretch be adjusted as a Hollywood Western. This is accurately what happened yesterday at neighborhood theaters, after four years.
Indeed, even with some exceptionally bringing Mexican view in shading, this United Artists discharge, pushing Yul Brynner well to the fore, is a pale, bombastic and overlong impression of the Japanese unique.
Try not to expect anything like the super cold anticipation, the wonderful juxtaposition of uncovering human vignettes and particularly the heap driver rhythm of the initial “Seven.” Remember the plot? Seven expert warriors were employed by a convulsing, remote medieval town to free them of criminals.