A woman vanished off the face of the earth. Unable to find her, her partner and the company she was in quickly move on act as if she never existed. The woman’s partner Sandro declares his love to her friend Claudia only a few days after her disappearance. A horrifying look into how the male gaze and the way men depersonalize and objectify women enables them to detach and move on to the next ”adventure” with ease.

A masterclass in visual storytelling, paired with Morricone’s beautifully haunting score that weaves through the film like a ghost. 

Every frame is a painting, rich with atmosphere and meaning, telling the stories of unusual, mystical characters whose fates intertwine in the rough and changing landscape of the Old West.

Leone shows us a world where silence speaks louder than words, and time seems to stretch — drawing out both tension and beauty in equal measure.

when I go to the club I wanna hear those artms classics

Proof Elvis was a great actor, it's the pictures that got small.

90% of this film is just men saying “heil hitler” and that’s the joke. At some point I just zoned out.