The Weekend Western: The Living Coffin

A cowboy and his (supposedly) comic sidekick happen across a wounded man and take him to the nearest town. They soon become involved with a local female rancher who believes her family to be cursed but are the murderous goings on really of supernatural origins?

This Mexican horror/western hybrid is a pretty dull affair that offers no surprises. The filmmakers are obviously trying for a double act similar to Roy Rogers and Gabby Hayes/Gene Autry and Smiley Burnette but minus the singing. Unfortunately it’s not just the songs that are absent but also any sense of camaraderie between the two.

The plot is just another tired rehash of that perennial Mexican chestnut, The Crying Woman. The “is it or isn’t it a ghost” aspect of the story is pretty redundant as you’re never in any doubt about the outcome and, even at a mere 70 minutes, the film feels too long.

The idea of blending the horror and western genres is a good one but I’ve yet to see a film that really makes the most of it.

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