This is the most infamous of the Django-in-name-only films. Django Kill can best be described as a spaghetti western on acid. Not quite as surreal as Jodorowsky's El Topo, but it definitely comes in second. Django Kill's psychedelic attributes are most prevalent in both the story and in the experimental editing of the flashbacks. It's not surprising that the writer/editor, Franco Arcalli, went on to work on such amazing films, like The Conformist, Last Tango in Paris and Once Upon a Time in America. Some of Django Kill's weirder elements include a town made up of people who could easily fit in a David Lynch movie, a gang of homosexual muchachos and two mystic indians with the power to revive the dead.
The lead character know only as "The Stranger" is played by youthful spaghetti favorite Tomas Milian. A gang and the Stranger rob a stagecoach of its gold. The gold will become the death of everybody that seeks its possession. After the heist, the Stranger is double crossed, shot and left for dead. The two indian men arrive on the scene and help bring the Stranger back to life. The indians take what gold that was left behind and melt it into bullets for the Stranger. They give him the bullets in exchange of his services as a guide. From this point on he, like the indians, no longer has a desire for gold. It's as if he was reborn and purged of his former greedy nature. Most everyone else fights and dies for the gold. Some even die from by the gold itself. A few get killed via the gold bullets and one from a shower of molten gold. In all cases, the lust for gold is their undoing.
Django Kill does not shy away from the brutality in each of these deaths. In one scene, a man is being operated on after being shot multiple times. The doctor extracts a gold bullet and the surrounding people proceed to tear the guy apart looking for more gold. In another scene, an indian is scalped in gruesome detail. The film ends with a villain getting a load of molten gold poured over his face. When all added up, Django Kill is ranked as one of the most savagely violent spaghetti westerns ever made.
All of this psychedelic horror is great, but doesn't make up for Django Kill's weak direction by Giulio Questi. His art house western concept is inspired, just poorly executed. Django Kill could have been something special. What you get is an above average spaghetti western.