The Farmer

If there isn't someone crooning over the soundtrack some plum tuckered ballad you're being assaulted by the loudest off-putting score imaginable for a 40s set ... this. In the hands of a better director this could've been an all timer of the Revenge genre youd speak of hushed just under Rolling Thunder, but in the hands of a nutcase who wants to do a whole bunch of things at once you get something special. The ending reveal is so obvious that its a hoot. Some wild violence in this where Italia