Of all the crime spree couple films to come out of the New Hollywood boom in the wake of Bonnie and Clyde , Terrence Malick’s Badlands is probably the least exciting. That’s by design of course; the acclaimed directors’ debut film is a slow and laid-back reinterpretation of that sub-genre, and perhaps a rebuke of the energetic, high stakes counter-culture-swathed format it inspired in imitators like Sam Peckinpah’s The Getaway and Steven Spielberg’s The Sugarland Express . This approach definitely yields some drawbacks, such as a lack of any momentum through most of the film, and Malick’s weaknesses as a filmmaker make themselves apparent, but there’s something about the cool, lulling atmosphere of Badlands that makes it unique and fascinating, certainly when it was so noticeably going against the grain of what was popular in Hollywood at the time. Loosely based on the Starkweather homicides, it’s about a teenage girl, Holly Sargis (Sissy Spacek) who falls for an older greaser
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