Okay, Robert Redord is still pretty good looking, and he and Sissy Spacek make a good movie couple with real chemistry. But I dreaded this movie, thinking that it would be a feel-good show with lots of charming moments and not much to take home with me. I believe I was wrong. This is based on the life of an actual bank robber, and it is difficult to tell if he was addicted to robbing banks or to escaping jail and prison, or both. He was certainly an adrenaline junkie who only breathed free when being chased by a dozen squad cars with people shooting at him. The movie does go a little easy, because some of the real person's escapes and imprisonments were gruesome, and we mostly see him at liberty and expertly robbing banks. But the film slowly unearths the underlying misery and the dark compulsions of this seemingly dapper, sweet and charming guy. Not to mention the scraggly city cop who eventually tracks him down before the feds show up to steal the show. It's bright and lovely and cheerful, except that it is also really dark. Redford says this is his show biz swan song. I'm not so sure. P.S. Seventy-five percent of the audience, a nearly full house, were over sixty; I guess us old people want to watch old people rob banks.