To me, this movie is perfection.

A different way of telling a story

If you like to be scared, if you like to laugh, and if you like to learn a thing or two at the movies, this absolutely cannot be missed.

It's easily one of the freshest, sharpest and most enjoyable films of this year.

Finally Got The DVD Recently. Hadn't Seen The Film In Years But Enjoyed It Again After All These Years. I Am A Big Fan Of Sam Peckinpah Got Most Of His DVD'S. Also A Big Fan Of Westerns Especially On Stories Of Pat Garrett, Billy The Kid and John Poe. Plus Cracking Soundtrack By Bob Dylan Love His Songs Also

According to this movie, all everyone ever did in the Wild West was drink, shoot, kill, whore around, sleep, eat, ride and repeat. I have no doubt that things were tough and rough but this had too much emphasis on sex and killing. I did like the dialog as it sounded believable and true to the West. Billy the Kid was hot grease and settled all differences of opinion with his shootin irons. He wasn't bad per se just quick on the draw. Back then, a mans reputation preceded him and Billy became known for killing more than anything else. He finally went along with it all and of course it cost him his life. The rule is simple. If you live by the gun you die by it and it can come at anytime especially when you least expect it. That's why Mexico was so popular to escape to. You could break the law in the states and then escape to Mexico where no one cared who you were or what you done. The movie could have been one of the greats similar to the Magnificent Seven. However there was infighting and arguing with the studio and of course money issues due to cost over runs. The dust and the drinking done in this movie is true to life as well as one other factor I always look for in a Western i.e. if there is horse dung in the streets. In the high majority of Westerns, there is none which is not true to life but to the movie screen. In this movie, lo and behold, there be horse poop! Well done. Lots of well known faces in this flick that provide a good supporting cast and it is always a pleasure to see James Coburn work. Good movie to eat a beef stew and corn tortillas while watching, perhaps some jerky and tasty drink. BTW...they do plenty drinking in this movie. I also like to mention that I like the Director's work here none other than Sam Peckinpah who unfortunately drank himself into oblivion. Enjoy

Nope. Can't say I have. However, I must have watched it some time ago, because I've discovered some notes I made at the time. Those were rather positive. I've changed my mind after watching it again last night.I then described it as being like a modernist poem; reminiscent of something like The Waste Land. Passages of resonance and power, one after another, with no obvious connection or narrative coherence, yet adding up to a sense of loss and sadness. The re-working of a myth, so remote from the reality of its origins that it is almost completely internalized; and works on some impenetrable psychic level set well apart from everyday experience. Who are these people from 1881? They might as well be Ancient Greeks, enacting their fated roles in accordance with incomprehensible forces, speaking an alien language, performing actions dictated by values that no longer apply in our society. What pretentious garbage !My revised thoughts are these. Why is the film titled Pat Garrett and Billy the Kid ? It could be about two completely different people, with different names. It seems hardly to have anything to do with the historical characters. Kristofferson, as repeatedly pointed out on this site, is no "kid" of any kind. He was actually a scholar of Oxford University, England ! I read that the studio forced Peckinpah to cast him. Coburn is OK, but he could be just any sheriff who has switched sides. Bob Dylan is totally extraneous, and I've never been able to appreciate his caterwauling.Who were all those bums who kept turning up in places I didn't recognize ? Some of them supported the self-styled Billy, others didn't. Hard to know which were which, or why, until they got shot. I'll give it five stars, since I admit it was watchable. Mainly thanks to Coburn. Frankly, though, I almost prefer The Outlaw, with Jane Russell. Two years before PGBK, Rudy Wurlitzer had written a brilliant film, called Two Lane Blacktop; worth seeing any number of times. Was there some connection ?

Oh my God, what a mess! There is no narrative flow; indeed anything resembling typical plot devices to keep the story going has approximately the same role in this as dialog has in porno movies...just marking time until the next payoff (in this case, violence, not sex). The women in this movie are invariably employed in one of three ways. They either 1: Expose their breasts; 2: Scream in terror; or 3: Scream in terror with their breasts exposed. Poor Bob Dylan, who from the looks of him was going through a very bad time in his life, has a few scenes looking very uncomfortable atop a horse, for no apparent reason.