Bonnie and Clyde

The sexiest thing in this 1967 classic isn’t the young and charismatic Warren Beatty, or that tart blonde Faye Dunaway, playing the legendary bank robbers. It’s a 1934 Ford V-8, in the role of the car that Clyde stole from Bonnie’s parents, driving the lovers off into the bloody sunset. The film’s climactic shootout rivals Mel Gibson’s Christ-beating reverie for perversity; the couple’s bodies flop out of the car and dance to an endless volley of gunfire. In real life, the car took 160 bullets; afterward, Ruth Warren, whom Clyde stole it from, leased it to various carnival promoters. “The Bonnie and Clyde Death Car” took to the road again, ultimately ending up–where else?–in Vegas, where it resides today. 612-825-6006, www.landmarktheatres.com