That soundtrack, that photography, that acting. These are just the standouts of a truly classic exercise in movie-making. A subtle, chilling biopic of Charles Starkweather, this is about as hip as movies get, but also has that strange old-fashioned feel to it. The films it has inspired, try to hard to be hip, this just is. Sheen and Spacek have never been better, Malick will never do better and no matter how many times he copies it neither will Tarantino. Probably second only to Apocalypse Now in the photographic beauty stakes, forget renting it, go out and buy it NOW!
