Arthur Penn’s heavily sixties-ized account of the exploits of the Barrow gang takes a few liberties with the facts (not the least of which was that the real Bonnie Parker looked less like Faye Dunaway and more like Popeye). But perhaps historical relevance is more important than historical accuracy, particularly when telling the already heavily mythologized tale of a couple of brutal killers and their various relatives and hangers-on. The film suffers from some technical trouble, such as absolutely dreadful shot continuity. Still, as a relic of a rebellious era, it’s worth a look. Mildly amusing
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