Film

My Name Is Nobody

Name: My Name Is Nobody
Genre: Comedy, Western
Released: 1973
Cast: Terence Hill, Henry Fonda, Jean Martin, R.G. Armstrong, Karl Braun

A elegantly silly Western where an eager young gunfighter pushes his aging idol toward one final, legendary showdown. Terence Hill's mischievous energy meets Henry Fonda's weary grace in a film that loves Westerns enough to gently mock them. It's affectionate rather than cynical, a love letter wrapped in pratfalls and balletic gunplay. For anyone who enjoys Westerns but doesn't take them too seriously.

TMDb rating

3.7

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But It's quiet and deliberately paced, almost the opposite of *Nobody's* energy. The darkness of its true story may undercut the lightness you're seeking.

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John Ford's meditation on legend versus reality, with James Stewart as an aging gunman confronting his own mythology. It shares *Nobody's* central preoccupation: how legends are built and what it costs to live up to them. Beautifully melancholic.

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