"Slate, Wyn & Me" (at selected theaters) is a lively but uninvolving Australian variation on the "Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid" theme. It looks good and plays smartly, but it's virtually devoid of shading and substance.
Apparently, writer-director Don McLennan assumed that it was enough to turn out well-crafted, straightforward entertainment, but he failed to take into account that he's taking us down a well-worn road. "Slate, Wyn & Me" relies totally on the considerable charisma of its great-looking and talented stars, gorgeous Sigrid Thornton and her handsome, husky co-stars Martin Sacks and Simon Burke.
It's somewhere in the '60s, and the Jackson brothers, Wyn (Burke) and Slate (Sacks), who have returned from Vietnam, are too restless--and too full of themselves--to settle down in their small country village. When they're turned down for a loan from the local bank, they promptly knock it over one night. They are caught in the act by a policeman (Reg Gorman), who is shot by the panicky Wyn. Blanche (Thornton), a student teacher, just happens to have accepted a ride from the cop on her way home from a dance, and the brothers take her hostage.
In time, Blanche becomes attracted to her captors, who are, of course, attracted to her, creating predictable problems. There's some humor and adventure along the way, but you're not surprised when the film's tone darkens.