In light of recent events, you'd think the last thing I'd want to do right now is write about another Turkish pop film based on Western source material. You see, just a few days ago I discovered that a British academic by the name of Lee Broughton had dedicated a large portion of his chapter in the book Impure Cinema to taking me to task for my Teleport City review of Korkusuz Kaptan Swing, a Turkish Western based on an Italian comic book, Il Comandante Mark, set during the American revolution. Nonetheless, I stand by my review’s main points: that (1) Korkusuz Kaptan Swing, with its ridiculously garbed British soldiers, plentiful anachronisms and slapstick comic relief, offers a weird, funhouse mirror vision of American history and (2) that it is awful.
unorthodox foreign Westerns that I have championed. Still, it would be arrogant of me to assert that I’m immune to cultural bias, and the odds that I – as a white, middle class, middle aged, heterosexual American man – might say something culturally insensitive are overwhelming even on a good day. So I’m just going to consider this one to grow on.
Open heart. Open Mind.
So put that in your pipe and smoke it, Poindexter.