El Mariachi (1992)

And so with Frevier Francais done and dusted, possibly until next year (or on the Wild Card), we begin what I will call El Mariachi March – or more specifically, Robert Rodriguez Month. This time, we will get hot and sunny weather in Western settings, numerous bars, several mistaken identities, various murder-inducing instruments, handsome men in black, and the beautiful women who fall for their … Continue reading El Mariachi (1992)