Bring me the head of Alfredo Garcia(1974)

Director: Sam Peckinpah

Let me warn you first. This is not a film for everybody. If you are a regular romanticised hollywood viewer, this film is not for you. If you are a serious, thinking viewer who likes complex, multidimensional cinema, this film is not for you. If you like humor as black as your coffee, if you have an eye for violence, if you can appreciate the dark macabre, this film is the ultimate joyride for you.
A landlord in rural Mexico discovers that his unmarried daughter has been impregnated by a playboy called Alfredo Garcia. He declares a prize of a million dollars on his head. Bounty hunters start looking for him. But no one except a piano player in a pub seems to know Garcia's whereabouts. The piano man, Benny, agrees to deliver the head to the bounty hunters for ten grands and resolving a personal agenda. Benny sets off on a road trip with his girlfriend with the biunty hunters in silent pursuit, for the head of Alfredo Garcia. Bloodbath follows. Twenty one deaths after, Benny has his revenge, his redemption, his death. Peckinpah in his usual style, makes the fights as violent as possible, the deaths as bloody as they can get. But yu will never feel disgusted by it all. Instead you will enjoy it immensely when Benny drives his car and talks continuosly to the severed head of Alfredo Garcia, wrapped in a sack and kept on the carseat. The script is witty, humorous. Warren Oates is wonderful as the driven to the edge Benny. The bleak rural Mexico provides a perfect backdrop. This film is as dark as it gets. And brutal. Thus, very enjoyable.