The Billy Bonny tale, told to death, dissolves into a murky dream in which large masses of anonymous gunmen drift around in vaguely defined Southwest territory, most of them sooner or later slaughtered in Peckinpah's most tiresome style, the bodies taking slow-motion Raggedy Ann spills and emitting thin streamers of fake blood as they fall. With James Coburn as Garrett and Kris Kristofferson as the Kid, and Bob Dylan lurking on the sidelines, inexplicably mirthful. Dylan also did the music, and the movie dallies considerably over picturesque transition scenes which seem to exist solely as accompaniment to the tunes. (1973) — Duncan Shepherd
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