Directed by Mateo Gil
Written by Miguel Barros
On general release from 13th April 2012
On the flimsy say-so that there is no evidence Butch Cassidy got shot
to pieces with the Sundance Kid, Sam Shepherd resurrects the legendary
outlaw as a bearded and grizzled old man gathering his stake to leave
Bolivia and head for home.
Still shootin’ straight and knowin’ everything there is to
know, OAP Butch helps a desperado who has shot him off his horse, which
runs off with his life savings in the saddlebags leaving him stranded
in the desert. The desperado (Eduardo Noriega) has robbed the takings
of an evil mine owner and promises to take Butch to where he has it hidden
and share the booty.
There are worse tales. This one though, is unbelievable. Butch, the aged
sage don’t forget, is plum gullible in too readily falling for the
mine robbers story, then playing the slightly miffed uncle to the stranger
who tried to kill him doesn’t help either. A pointless flashback
story of the young Butch and Sundance is gruesome in its wholesome simplicity
and has phrases like ‘one-dimensional’ queuing at the door.
This is when I began babbling aloud.
Hoping Blackthorn will take the mind off the creeping stiff neck from
the low-slung couches in The Box is a long shot that never happens. The
twist comes far too late when no one cares. I know this from my new position
slid half way down the couch spying lit faces staring – not watching
– the screen until someone turns the lights up and tells them to
When the credits did roll I fled, first out, my only consolation.