Burt Reynolds has goofed on this movie several times during guest spots on TV talk shows. Even so, Navajo Joe is a worthwhile Euro-western, several degrees darker and brutal than other oaters released during the same year and a much better, more stylish film than Burt's later westerns Sam Whiskey and The Man Who Loved Cat Dancing. What's missing is the repeatability factor of the Leone films, the Sabata series and Corbucci's other westerns such as The Big Gundown. It's fun on a lazy evening to pop in a DVD of the Good, The Bad and The Ugly or Any Gun Can Play, and cue up a chapter. Navajo lacks this element. There are no moments that really stick in the mind, except the hatchet in the head shot, pardon the expression. Unlike many other titles in the genre, the writers had the guts to ambiguously kill off its vengeance seeking hero.
Review of Navajo Joe
