My enthusiasm for New Hollywood (or American New Wave) films starts and ends with Terence Malick, if he can even be considered to be a part of what was happening at the time.
Otherwise, you folks can keep your Bonnie and Clyde and your Network and whatever other overrated piece you can think of. The Graduate? Hate it. M*A*S*H? I'd rather not.
Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid?
I've finally seen it now and I can confidently say, yes, it's overrated, but still fairly enjoyable. (Un)Common thieves are romanticized to the point of absurdity and we're not left with much more than the spectacle of it all. Still, any Western is better than no Western. I'm glad I've seen it.
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