

Franco Nero + onions + oil barons = the weirdest western fever dream you've never had.
Onion Jack has bought a piece of land on which to settle, but the property is still in possession of the orphans of the original owner and is coveted by the local oil baron.
Acting
Franco Nero commits to onion-farming like it's Shakespeare
Direction
Castellari's kinetic camera work elevates pure nonsense
Practical Effects
Real onions sacrificed for art—hundreds of them

Director
Enzo G. Castellari
Trivia, insights & behind the scenes
Franco Nero allegedly insisted on performing his own onion-peeling close-ups, claiming stunt hands 'lacked the emotional connection to the vegetable.'
Cry, Onion! arrived at the absolute tail end of the spaghetti western boom—by 1975, the genre had collapsed into self-parody, and this film leans into that exhaustion with almost punk energy.