All the Pretty Horses (2000) review

Following the death of his grandfather and the selling off of his ranch, John Grady Cole (Matt Damon) convinces his best pal Lacey Rawlins (Henry Thomas) to ride with him to Mexico - along the way, they're joined by overconfident teenager Jimmy Blevins (Lucas Black), start working for wealthy Don Hector de la Rocha y Villarreal (Rubén Blades), John becomes enamored with the boss' daughter Alejandra (Penélope Cruz), and then John and Lacey are sent to prison on nonsense charges.  This adaptation of Cormac McCarthy's novel (the first of his Border Trilogy) was famously mangled by producer/accomplished degenerate Harvey Weinstein, and the result, although scenic, is a sliced up wreck that doesn't even bother with character development for its two leads, so those unfamiliar with the book might be thrown off as to what's happening right from the beginning.  Damon himself voiced displeasure with how the movie was misinterpreted - as he told Peter Biskind (for his book Down and Dirty Pictures), "On the poster, they put, 'Some passions can never be tamed,' which is exactly what the movie's not about. There is no love story, it's about unrequited love, it's about life being bigger than these people and just crushing the passion out of them."  Perhaps one day we'll be able to see Thornton's "real" cut (which runs 162 minutes) with Daniel Lanois' original score, but I doubt it....