Directed by:
Harald ReinlCinematography:
Ernst W. KalinkeComposer:
Martin BöttcherCast:
Lex Barker, Pierre Brice, Rik Battaglia, Ralf Wolter, Carl Lange, Miha Baloh, Dušan Antonijević, Ilija Ivezic, Slobodan Dimitrijević, Sophie Hardy (more)Plots(1)
Once again white bandits in the service of mean businessmen, are responsible for murder in the Indian reservation. The plan is to heat up tension between Indians and white settlers, and so provoking a lethal army operation. Implementing bad guy is the smart outlaw Rollins. On behalf of the governor, Winnetou and Old Shatterhand hurry to set up peace negotiations immediately with the uncontrollable Jicarillo tribe, but the smart Rollins arranges murder of the son of Jicarillo´s chief White Buffalo. To make matters worse Rollins makes the killing look like as if Winnetou has committed the shameless crime... (official distributor synopsis)
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I promised myself I wouldn’t trivialize it, but he who drinks firewater keeps no promises! The cunning white scoundrels are at it again, wanting land, money, and oil. The White Buffalo drinks like it’s for the country. The Crushing Hand, sadistically turning villains into lifelong crippled wrecks with knee shots, is unusually nervous about the whole thing, so it’s no wonder the Apache chief is tuned into an existential note from the start. Foreseeing a close departure to the permanent hunting grounds of Manitou, he hears the bells from Santa Fe and, uttering spiritual wisdom at sunset over the Adriatic, prepares for a bullet’s trajectory, a fate only repeated a century and some change later by Frank Farmer. All it took was to shout, “Duck, you bastard!” and that night, the chief and the Chikariju could have cracked open another bottle. Just cry, you scoundrels. At least you’ll piss less.
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The best May Day of all time and it's just about that last shot. As a younger person, I cursed the third part in order to get back to it through a painful journey and fell in love with it. Non-violent political and human subtext, still functional catchphrases, and superb scenery. And in conclusion, the greatest movie betrayal of my life. "My brother..."
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Of course, a lot of it is nostalgia, but this is just such a great movie, where sadness always hits me at the end. I know that as a child, I cried like a turtle during the movie. Winnetou deserved this as the last film, which isn't entirely true because he later appeared in others, which of course preceded this one in terms of plot. I'm still impressed by the brotherhood.
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If you succumbed to the beautiful and almost childish pathos of fearless heroes – the enlightened white man Old Shatterhand and the still-enlightened Apache chief Winnetou – then you have certainly always watched Winnetou: The Last Shot with a strange chill and bated breath, just like me... Because you knew what was coming. It's probably a little bastardized, but Winnetou's sacrifice will forever remain one of the most beautiful and sad movie moments for me, and the retrospective that follows it... I shed so many tears that they could fill the Rio Grande to the brim with them: o)). The last shot is not only good thanks to the ending. It is an adventure film that has everything and the last blow to the chest is just the touching culmination of a memorable series. I applaud.
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