Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Helicopter
| Written by Belinda
Ah, Sundance… the mere mention of the name conjures up so many remarkable memories. Like the moment I first saw your tousled blonde locks cascade across the silver screen in full living color. A vision of cinematic perfection for all of the world to behold. You were my love, my first love; a man who would set the bar for all bad boys to come. A tanned, earthy, Magnum-mustached, pistol-packing outlaw. That’s Redford, Robert Redford, not today’s Redford… I’m talking circa-1969 Robert Redford. The Sundance Kid. This is post Barefoot In The Park, but pre, pre, pre Pete’s Dragon!
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