Cretinetti goes hunting with his friends, stalking the ferocious Chicken, and produces a typical Italian slapstick, which makes your typical Keystone slapstick look like tea time at the Ritz. Raw, bone-breaking slapstick may not be to your taste, but if it is -- and it is to mine occasionally -- Andre Deed's turns as Cretinetti will give you exactly what you are looking for.
With a little more blood, this might have made a good Hunting Safety Film, the sort of educational film that used to be churned out in the 1950s. Played for laughs, it is fairly good, with its assumptions that behind every fence sits a picnicking couple and that if you shoot your fellow hunter in the behind, he will simply jump a bit. But if you're one of the people who think that Elmer Fudd is a vicious character, this is not for you.
With a little more blood, this might have made a good Hunting Safety Film, the sort of educational film that used to be churned out in the 1950s. Played for laughs, it is fairly good, with its assumptions that behind every fence sits a picnicking couple and that if you shoot your fellow hunter in the behind, he will simply jump a bit. But if you're one of the people who think that Elmer Fudd is a vicious character, this is not for you.
