Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid
1969 | dir: George Roy Hill | 111 m
I felt really bad about not enjoying this film when I put it on the other night; it's like one of these films that I'm supposed to like but after watching it, I'm compelled to not give it a rating and take on the task of re-watching it a year from now when I'm in a better frame of mind. Everything about the film was good, but I just couldn't get into the movie in the way I know I should. Being in the right frame of mind is not typically an issue for me but in this case it was overbearing, and as such I couldn't give the movie a fair shake. I would reiterate though: everything was good. Paul Newman and Robert Redford crackle on screen as this criminal duo who spend so little time doing "bad things" and more time on the run and trying to go straight that you can't help but feel empathy for them (and question how they were really ruling the west as the title scrawl would lead you to believe). But it's their laissaz faire approach to crime that sets the film apart from others in the genre and upends your expectations. While the pair spend an inordinate amount of runtime fleeing from their pursuers you can't help but wonder why they don't stand their ground and fight if they are as good as the movie tells you they are, before you quickly realize these guys aren't your stereotypical machismo western dudes but smart characters of quirkiness and depth. They are compelling to watch on screen and reason enough to enjoy the film and let it stand above others.
Rating: 3 / 5