Someone here on CHUD was recently talking about Tony Scott as a director ripe for rediscovery as an auteur, but for my money Hill is the prime candidate. This movie is a brilliant little package of tension, with perfect b-movie casting. This movie made me re-evaluate Keith Carradine, who I'd always thought had ridden into Hollywood on his family name. Not so, obviously. Great final sequence, great soundtrack (Cooder is a genius), and I love the fact that, unlike many films of this type, these guys arguably deserved everything that happens to them.