A Fistful of Fingers

“The greatest western ever made...in Somerset.”

The film is a Western shot on a shoestring in 1995, the first feature from a young Edgar Wright. A taciturn gunman called No Name (Graham Low) rides out with his sidekick Running Sore (Martin Curtis) after The Squint (Oli van der Vijver), the villain who caused the death of his horse, Easy. Every mile of the chase is played for deadpan laughs, and the pair have to catch The Squint before he gets away.