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right, peckinpah is very modern, very current, which is why no translation necessary. with ford is like "oh, nice-- did people really use to believe those things?"

i don't know what you meant by profound. but wild bunch gets right up there in the face of death. not just the death of the individual but the death of god. it tries to answer the question: how to face the abyss in the absence of god. hence the existential label. to me that's as good as art gets.

wild bunch is a kind of bhagavad gita for atheists. that's where it blows everything else out of the water for me.