A kind of made to order cult movie from Finland, combining the moods of Sergio Leone and Wolfenstein.
When it was completed the makers sent a screener to Tarantino. One wonders whether he wet himself from joy or vexation.
This is just the kind of thing he's been trying to confect for years, yet somewhat less successfully. Turns out his problem, of all things, was too many words!
Superficially a compound of familiar tropes, this tale of a Lapland loner with a bag of gold nuggets taking on a company of retreating Nazis, feels utterly fresh and inventive for the entire length of its running time.
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