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 enlarge | Director: Terrence Malick
Actors: Martin Sheen, Sissy Spacek, Warren Oates, Ramon Bieri, Alan Vint
Studio: Warner Home Video
Category: DVD
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Avg. Customer Rating:  72 reviews
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Format: Ac-3, Anamorphic, Closed-captioned, Color, Dvd-video, Full Screen, Widescreen, Ntsc
Languages: English (Original Language), French (Original Language), English (Subtitled), French (Subtitled)
Rating: PG (Parental Guidance Suggested)
Number Of Items: 1
Running Time: 95
Aspect Ratio: 1.85:1
DVD Layers: 1
DVD Sides: 2
Picture Format: Array
Shipping Weight (lbs): 0.2
Dimensions (in): 7.3 x 5.4 x 0.6
MPN: D16086D
ISBN: 0790739240
UPC: 085391608622
EAN: 9780790739243
ASIN: 0790739240
Theatrical Release Date: 1973
Release Date: April 27, 1999
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 Badlands July 3, 2007
Loosely based on the 1958 Starkweather-Fugate murder spree that left 10 dead in Nebraska, Malick's astonishingly beautiful and accomplished debut marked him as a filmmaker with a unique artistic vision. With Spacek's matter-of-fact voiceover and deliriously gorgeous natural imagery to go alongside the fervid subject matter, "Badlands" was a pastoral renegade epic unlike any other. Spacek is alien-odd and eerily child-like as Holly, but Malick's ace in the hole is Sheen, whose simmering, cock-strutting portrayal of Kit has a strange beauty all its own.
 flick is lean and mean. has lots going for it. June 12, 2007
Excellent supporting cast, ie: Warren Oates, Ramon Bieri, et al. Impeccably written, directed, photographed.
Spacek may look (a bit) too old for the role... I understand, though, a role like this is not easy to cast.
Would have given it five stars, except I could have done without the voice-over narration by Sissy Spacek's character Holly.
Miss the late, great Warren Oates. Ramon Bieri excellent as "Kit's" trash picker-upper buddy.
Have never followed this director's career, or seen any of his other films, but this one here is a keeper. Was doubly impressed upon discovering Badlands was his debut.
Adrift on the Prairie March 3, 2007
2 out of 2 found this review helpful
In 1958, a kill-happy Charlie Starkweather and his 13 year-old girlfriend Caril Ann Fugate came boiling out of high plains Nebraska to terrorize a section of the country that seldom appears on the 6 o'clock news. Behind, they left a trail of 11 dead bodies. If Charlie saw you, he killed you with no more thought than throwing away a gum wrapper. In the slumberland of 1950's suburbia, it was almost as if Beaver Cleaver had gone mad. So what was the point of all the merciless blood-letting. Malick's terrific little movie makes the point that in fact there was no point. It really amounted to something to do. A way to escape a dead-end job with no prospects, no respect, and who knows, maybe other teen-agers would make a comparison with that reel rebel idol James Dean. In a bit of cultural perversity, it seems Starkweather succeeded. The night of his execution, young people gathered outside the prison gates to observe the morbid occasion. In his own way, he did make the movies, just like his idol.
This is a disturbing film that thoroughly deglamorizes the two fugitives and is a long, long way from Penn's "Bonnie and Clyde". Kit (Martin Sheen) and Holly (Sissy Spacek) are not just callow kids; they're dull, unimaginative, and barely aware of the gravity or consequences of what they do. Holly lives in a detached world, where her story-book narration contrasts vividly with the mayhem that surrounds them. She shows no tears or remorse for her slain father, creating instead little fantasies about a rollercoaster ride with a "hell-bent type boy". It's all really just a fairy-tale dream, after which she'll wake up and go to the prom. Boyfriend Kit Carruthers has all the moral sensibility of a happy-go-lucky clam. He kills because he really can't think of anything else to do. Besides, how else could such a hopeless dead-ender become an outlaw legend in his own time, marking the spot of his capture with an improvised rock pile. There's absolutely nothing here to romanticize, and it's to Malick's credit that he doesn't.
Too bad Malick disappeared from movie-making. He had a rare alertness as to how the natural world shapes people's behavior. Here, Holly and Kit are adrift on the vast empty prairie of the horizonless Midwest (actually, southeastern Colorado). The dreary landscape stretches out to a nowhere that mirrors the fugitives' own inner emptiness and existential void. At least the act of fleeing provides proverbial "meaning" to an otherwise barren existence. There are many nice touches. Notice how Kit and Alan Vint's police deputy develop a budding friendship-- just a couple of good- ole'-boys who might have gone hunting together, except one of them doesn't shoot rabbits. In fact, the states of Nebraska and Wyoming treated the spree like a Soviet invasion, calling out the National Guard to reassure panicked civilians. Malick brings in the Guard formations casually and impressively at film's end, when the real impact trailing behind these two malt-shop fugitives is finally revealed. In 1958, wholesale killing was still the prerogative of adults only.
Over the years a number of films have been based on this mindless binge. In my book, Malick's remains the most compelling.
I infatuated with him because he looked like James Dean! February 23, 2007
4 out of 5 found this review helpful
Terence Malik inspired himself around a veridical story that took place in 1958, around the lives and times of Charles Starkweather and his girlfriend Caril Fugate (by the way, Fugate in Spanish means to escape) he was nineteen and she thirteen, to recreate a sensible and existential story about two misfits who just pretend from an oppressive environment, that became for them quite elusive, and the way approach their reality is like a dreamy world. Malik remarks it admirably through the brief dialogue between them when she talks him about the supposed affair between Sinatra and Hayworth, for instance to underline the state of boredom and lethargic era of the early sixties.
There are arresting images around this existential dramatis personae; both of them are true misfits he is an outlaw man and she is a motherless child who doesn't even know what she expects from life. But for better or worst that memorable sequence in which they dance at the rhythm of Nat King Cole's emblematic song whose lyrics seems to anticipate the obvious end is one the most mesmerizing and artistically well made sequences of the film.
A road-movie that may be result something slow paced for the actual generation of viewers, but that maintains the required specific weight to have become an instantaneous cult movie of the early seventies.
 senseless and absurd January 5, 2007
0 out of 35 found this review helpful
sorry, can't finish this garbage movie. is this girl retarded or what? watching her father been killed in cold blood and got no feeling or emotion at all. how and why the garbage collecting, turned cow feeder young guy, would then have turned into a cold blood stone cold killer? there's no enough logic and explanation why he would have turned into a psychopath. the girl didn't look a bit retarded but acted and behaved like one is also a not quite well developed character. the whole movie just looked too deadbeat and senseless. what? life was too boring then what? started becoming natural born killer? give me a break. bone chilling? you can always say that again, but won't make me care a bit more.
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