Young Dillinger

All he wants to do is to marry Mary Ann Mobley, but they've got no money. At her urging Adams robs her father's business, killing a guard in the process, then it's off to find a Justice of the Peace.... but they're too young to get married, so they head off to honeymoon anyway. But Miss Mobley's father wants his money back, so it's off to prison for Adams, where he meets the nicest people, like Pretty Boy Floyd -- Robert Conrad -- Baby Face Nelson -- John Ashley. Adams escapes, then breaks his friends out, killing a few guards in the process, and it's off to the race.

This looks like it anticipates a lot of things about BONNIEAND CLYDE, but in a B movie way. Terry Morse hadn't directed a movie in almost ten years. Instead he practiced his other craft, that of editor, and he had Stanley Cortez helming the camera. As a result, visually and in terms of pacing, it's excellent; The heist and fighting sequences are excellent (if you can ignore Shorty Rogers bombastic, jazzy score), but the performances are all over the shop, from Conrad solid performance, to Victor Buono's over-the-top mastermind, to Miss Mobley's whiny hysteria.

It's one of the increasingly violent crime movies of the 1960s, and like the pre-code era, it ends with a pious paean to the cops who guard the citizenry. It didn't stop local station managers from shutting down a network broadcast in 1968, about the time that Adams died of a drug overdose at the age of 36.

I always enjoy the old crime films especially when they are filmed in black and white. Frankly though, Young Dillinger was a big disappointment. I could not understand the relationship on screen between John Dillinger (Nick Adams), and his moll. Elaine (Mary Ann Mobley). They continually expressed their undying love to one another but all I saw were two people reading their scripted lines and lacking any emotion or physical attraction to one another. If anything I viewed Mary Ann Mobley's performance as deserving of a. Golden Raspberry Award. Had this award been available in 1965. Fortunately for Mary Ann Mobley the awards were first presented in 1981.

There is a relatively strong supporting cast with actors such as Robert Conrad, John Ashley, Victor Buono, and John Hoyt but their performances were wasted on this very choppy film with no real sense of direction.

No spoilers here but suffice to say I am still waiting for a proper ending to the film. It is as if the director was left hanging when the entire cast walked out before the film was provided with a proper ending to the Young Dillinger story.

I can only give this film a lacklustre 3 out of 10 IMDb rating.

Pretty much agree with the majority of the eleven previous reviewers that this is mostly trashy boredom with occasional trashy fun. Worst thing about it is how cheesy a production it is. Not only does it look like TV, but cheap ass TV, to boot. More "Highway Patrol", say, than "Untouchables" since it makes but a feeble attempt at a period look, and the cinematography is serviceable, at best. Certainly expected more from the great DP, Stanley Cortez, who does whatever the cinematographer's version of phoning it in is (post carding it in?). That it rates a very generous five is due to some nice, twisted supporting bits from Victor Buono as the Sam Jaffe of this ersatz Asphalt Jungle and John Hoyt as a pervy quack. As for Nick Adams, he does what he always does, mumble and method his way through until he decides to yell and go bananas. Mary Ann Mobley is also over the top, especially in the film's second half, but at least she's hot. Bob Conrad (as Pretty Boy Floyd) and John Ashley (as Baby Face Nelson) tend to get lost amid all the tommy guns. As does Terry Morse's direction and Arthur Hoehl and Donald Zimbalest's screenplay. Solid C.

Ok, not a masterpiece, not perfect, and the music sucks. BUT if you are a fan of Nick Adams and Mary Mobley then this is interesting. I've taken a liking to Nick Adams a lot because he is a very good actor and was very well respected in Japan for doing a few Godzilla movies. (Seeing him and Kumi Mizuno together is wonderful in 'Invasion of Astro Monster'). So, set aside your criticisms and just enjoy the movie.

This repetitive 60s TV musical score tries to drown out the absurdly delivered dialog but doesn't succeed. The OVERACTING is just too much for mere loudly redundant riffs to overcome. Lines like "we're trapped". "Tell me about it". And "quit Johnny, I don't want my baby to lose her father" are offered with either no passion at all or shouted with such ridiculous intensity that you must laugh. The shoot outs are brutally executed with incredibly stupid victims waiting to be "gunned down" by the vicious most at all misunderstood young men who seem to kill without conscious or motive. Johnny Yuma was supposed to be a rebel..,Johnny Dillinger had no motivation...unless he just wanted to get away from That incredibly noisy music in his head.