Genre films have a tendency to find there audience regardless of there level of promotion or quality. So we weren’t going to go out of our way to mention Blackthorn, really we weren’t. Then the unexpected happened.
Blackthorn came to our town, took up residency in our indie theater for less than a week, and…stole our heart.
It was more than implied that Butch Cassidy met his fate by rifle fire in the last frame of George Roy Hill’s excellent 1969 film, Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid. In Blackthorn we learn that he has not only survived, but is aging gracefully and living the quiet life in Bolivia under the name of James Blackthorn. Having reason to return to America after all these years, his journey is of course punctuated by drama on multiple fronts.
Sam Shepard plays the titular role, and one can only hope this man acts well into his 100’s. The cinematography of the landscape of the Bolivia is outstanding. Director Mateo Gil has done an excellent job with the pacing of this story, and has included an excellent blend of actors into the mix.
It would be a travesty if Blackthorn doesn’t get the proper recognition come Academy Award time for something, anything. This is the little film that could, this is story telling done right.
This is our latest cause.