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An ex-con with explosives experience gets back into the swing of things when he lines up a job to rob a Mafia run casino in Las Vegas. With John Cassavetes in the lead one would think this film would be more available than merely catching it by luck on TCM on their midnight Underground Cinema showcase. Though the production is more or less lower budget and the spoken words don't exactly line up with the movement of the lips, it's nonetheless vintage 60's crime with Cassavetes as great as ever, and Peter Falk playing the casino manager and lower level Mafiosi. There are some neat scenes of the San Francisco night life, and the action shifts to the Las Vegas strip with Cassavetes and his new bride Arlene (Britt Eklund) and the ruthless revenge of the Mafia as the movie becomes a pretty dark chase film through LA with Gena Rowlands getting a tough little part as the vise tightens.

Twenty-five large buys hard-time con Hank McCain (John Cassavetes) a parole so he can take part in a Vegas casino heist, but when the job is called off, McCain decides to go it on his own, despite knowing whose money he's planning on boosting. The nihilistic story is cold and hard and as such, a perfect fit for Cassavetes smouldering persona. Peter Falk is quite good as volatile mob underboss Charlie Adamo who sets things in motion (if the film was made in the 90's, the part would have been a perfect fit for Joe Pesci). Gabriele Ferzetti is also good as Don Francesco DeMarco, a menacing New York capo. On the distaff side, classic 60's beauty Britt Ekland is along as McCain's moll and Gena Rowlands has a small but strong role as McCain's tough former partner/lover. Unfortunately, the story is not up to the cast. The central heist is simple enough to be realistic but no explanation is provided as to why the vault door seems to have been left partly open during the evacuation and later both McCain and the pursuing mod-underlings seem to make elementary mistakes, which undermines their characterisations as experienced and competent gangsters (McCain continues to return to old haunts even when he knows he's being hunted; and what wise-guy would allow a hard-case ex-con to put her hand in her purse shortly after threatening her with torture). With a little more attention to detail, this could have been a classic 60's neo-noir gangster film. Too bad, but the soundtrack is good and the images of Las Vegas at its flashiest/trashiest are fun.

John Cassavetes is supremely cool as the protagonist of this glittery 60s crime flick. Directed with gusto by Giuliano Montaldo, it has Cassavetes as the tough title character, an armed robber getting out of prison after a dozen year stretch. Almost immediately, McCains' pathetic son Jack (Pierluigi Apra) is recruiting him for a job. But McCain is agreeable, despite having some misgivings about who he's working with. The job is the robbery of the Royal Casino in Las Vegas, a place that's hotly contested by both the West Coast and East Coast mob families.

This well-paced film is quite enjoyable in general. All the fighting between various mobsters is good for some amusement, with the great Peter Falk scoring as an ambitious mafioso who's eager to make some real dough. Britt Ekland doesn't have to do much besides look very sexy as a young woman who catches McCains' eye. Cassavetes' real-life partner Gena Rowlands makes a special guest appearance as an old flame, and naturally he has more genuine chemistry with her than he does Ekland. Other top notch character actors include Gabriele Ferzetti, Luigi Pistilli, and Steffen Zacharias, and lovers of Euro-cult cinema will note the presence of thespians such as Florinda Bolkan (as Falk's wife), Tony Kendall, and Salvo Randone. But other than Falk, it's starring actor Cassavetes who is the main reason to watch. A sardonic, witty, surly guy (with an obvious contempt for his son), he's a compulsively watchable antihero.

You add to that the excellent widescreen photography, the stunning, colourful locales, some very satisfying explosions, a riveting chase finale wherein you see the lead character literally afraid for his life, and yet another superb Ennio Morricone soundtrack, and you have the makings of a good, solid film of this type.

Seven out of 10.

Let me start out by saying I think the main star in this flick, John Cassavettes is one of the most underrated actors of his time. I was expecting this movie to blow me out of the water. I'm a huge fan of euro action and gangster flicks. Maybe I've seen too many...or maybe "Machine Gun McCain" just wasn't trashy enough for me.

The plot is simple and straightforward. John is great as the quintessential old school tough guy. His son represents everything he isn't. I liked that part of the story- the relationship between Hank and his son.

This movie lacked the overall trashiness that I like to see in these Italian crime flicks. I prefer stuff like "Street Law" or Fulci's "Contraband," and recently I saw Deodato's "Live Like A Cop Die Like A Man" which is way more along the lines of the stuff I like (more violence, more shock, more trash)...I rented this movie and I doubt I'll purchase it for my collection.

However, I'd recommend it for fans of John Cassavettes. As I said, he really makes the movie. Look for a young Florinda Bolkan as Josie.

6 out of 10, kids.

As another film in a long-line for Cassavetes, much like Orson Welles did for many years, done more-so to pay the bills for the next feature film as director than for any kind of real 'passion' for the project, Machine-Gun McCain acts, walks and talks like a gangster genre picture. And from Italy no less.

It has a similar kind of beat to it like Point Blank where you have a real tough guy gangster (Cassavetes) who is out of jail and has some payback to deliver to a super-criminal organization and based more on principle than anything else. He decides to pull a rather crazy casino-heist job, but not with the same kind of crew or expertise that Ocean's Eleven might've had. No, instead, when not laying his hot Euro-girl (Britt Eklund), he's preparing by himself to bomb the s**t out of the casino and make off with the cake in a rather twisted premise.

Giuliano Montaldo's film is spare on character exploration - this is not the kind of film that Cassavetes would make himself, not in a thousand years - but is good on making things 'cool' in the heist-movie sense. The little we know about Hank McCain is just enough to keep the story going.

There is some supporting character stuff with Peter Falk's gangster who is in some heat over some bad business going on behind the scenes (lots of tense shouting going on in some of these scenes, it looks fun to play but who knows on the freewheeling Italian productions), and absolutely nothing really to Eklund's character. I wondered throughout the film why she would go on with all of this what Hank was doing. Who is she and what is he to her? I guess who cares ultimately except as someone to carry the explosives and drive the car in a clinch.

More interesting in the film, though sadly underused, is a character Gena Rowlands plays (both Falk and Rowlands being Cassvetes regular players) who was an old flame of Hank McCain's way back when, and Rowlands gives this character a lot of unexpected depth in just five minutes of screen-time.

She shows up since Hank needs some help in the last act of the story, and their chemistry on screen (notwithstanding being real life husband and wife) is electrifying, and she has a dangerous quality that speaks of being a femme fatale but a really good egg to the right people. A scene right after this when she's being questioned by some hoodlums on the trail of McCain is perhaps the best scene of the movie; how much of this was some decent direction or just Rowlands way about the scene I don't know.

Cassavetes, too, thankfully, helps anchor the film when it could get into a lull. He has some kind of concentration about him, whether he's scoping a joint out or gambling at a casino table or if he's talking with a few lunkhead lowlife criminals who are plotting a caper that they want to include him on, that makes Machine Gun McCain so enjoyable.

The story itself is just okay, it moves along at a decent enough pace, but it's mostly just an excuse for the action to take shape - which, admittedly, once you see what McCain has in store in this heist, it's really one of the more incredible and daring scenes in heist movies from the time. But with the star there, it's an odd but compelling presence that makes the film itself much tougher. There's one scene especially where McCain pulls out his machine fun (hence the name), and it's a scene of dark, intense power, mostly from him saying little at all.