There is no doubt about the influence Clint Eastwood had on the spaghetti western genre and the subsequent, mini revival Hollywood would afford it. Usual suspects for the genre are the Dollars trilogy and High Plains Drifter. But there is a film to bridge that gap. Slotted between them, taking the spaghetti western charms and planting them firmly in a genre that would soon die out, only to be used as a nostalgia tool for those that needed it, like Eastwood, over the decades to follow. Hang ‘em High feels like that midpoint. A straight-shooting, down-the-middle piece that can afford to play loose with its story so long as it highlights the booming star right at the heart of it. Wise moves from director Ted Post give this the sixties flair it so desperately needs.