Review: Badlands
Set in the late 50s, impressionable young Sissy Spacek
hooks up with emotionless bad boy Martin Sheen (whose resemblance to James Dean
is always commented upon in the film), who leads her on a killing spree in
South Dakota. Warren Oates is solid as Spacek’s stern dad who takes an instant
disliking to Sheen.
Quite well-acted and fairly interesting 1973 Terrence
Malick (“Days of Heaven”, “The Thin Red Line”) take on the
Starkweather-Fugate case unfortunately hasn’t aged quite so well. It all seemed
a bit romantic and laidback, too heavy on symbolism for my taste. Sheen’s
character’s resemblance to James Dean is an interesting idea, however. Spacek
plays her role pretty well, but her ‘Dear Diary’-style narration is a constant
annoyance, when a more straightforward approach would’ve been much better, and
complemented the stark photography by Tak Fujimoto (“Silence of the Lambs”,
“Philadelphia”), Stevan Larner (“The Buddy Holly Story”, “Steelyard
Blues”), and Brian Probyn (“Poor Cow”, “Downhill Racer”).
Personally, I’d rather listen to the Springsteen song
instead, but lots of people love it, even if I’m not one of them. Sheen is truly
excellent as the disaffected rebel/killer, however. Solid, but a bit overrated
perhaps.
Rating: B-
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