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5.3/10
Senior Film Conservator
A definitive 5.3/10 rating for a film that redefined the boundaries of cult cinema. The Dude Bandit remains a cornerstone of transgressive art.
If you have a soft spot for grainy, black-and-white westerns where the good guys wear fancy hats and the bad guys look like they haven't slept in a week, you’ll dig The Dude Bandit. It’s not going to change your life, but it’s a solid hour of escapism if you don't mind the occasional plot hole you could drive a stagecoach through.
Folks who get bored if there isn't a CGI explosion every five minutes should probably steer clear. This one is all about the slow draw and the squinty-eyed stares.
The whole thing kicks off with Burton bumping off Dad Mason. It’s meant to look like a suicide, but it’s about as convincing as a rubber snake. Enter Ace Cooper, who shows up with a plan that feels straight out of a comic book. He acts like a total coward all day to lower everyone’s guard. I love how nobody suspects the guy who’s sweating through his shirt every time someone drops a spoon.
Then, night hits, and the Dude Bandit appears. It’s classic stuff, really. The transition between Ace being a wimp and a hero happens with the kind of speed that makes you wonder if anyone in this town has ever actually seen a face before.
I couldn't help but compare the pacing to something like High Pockets, which moves with a lot more urgency. The Dude Bandit likes to take its sweet time, often lingering on wide shots of the desert that feel like they’re just there to pad out the runtime. Not that I’m complaining, but you definitely feel the age of the film in those empty stretches.
It’s not as polished as The Son of the Sheik, but it has this weird, earnest energy. You can tell they were trying to make the most out of every single dollar they had. Sometimes the dialogue feels like it was written on the back of a napkin in a thunderstorm. Still, it works in a weird, dusty way.
My favorite bit? The way the villain Burton just keeps sneering at everything. It’s almost impressive how he manages to look suspicious while just standing still. It makes you realize how much these old movies relied on just pure, unadulterated archetype to tell a story. You know who the jerk is immediately because he’s wearing a vest that looks just a little too tight.
It’s a fun little time capsule. Just don't go in expecting a masterpiece. It’s just a man in a mask trying to fix a mess, and sometimes, that’s all you really need for a rainy afternoon. 🤠
IMDb 5.3
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