As far as revisionist Westerns go, this is pretty nice. Bad Company uses its time period and setting to good effect, period details that are often ignored in other Westerns affect the characters and their story. It works a great deal to interrogate the myth of the American West propagated by countless movies and dime store novels (much as Verhoven's Flesh + Blood and Tarkovsky's Andreiv Rublev explode any romantic notions of Medieval society). It's also quite funny about the mythology it's working to interrogate without descending into parody or diminishing meaningful beats within the story its telling.

In a performance that feels oddly like Jason Schwartzman and Johnny Depp combined their powers, Barry Brown plays Drew Dixon, draft dodger and all-around good kid. He flees to St. Joseph, Missouri in order to avoid fighting for the Union in The Civil War. The plan is to "go west" and out of Union jurisdiction until the war is over. The line to get on the wagon train is six months long and the soldiers in town are suspicious of him, so he throws in with Jeff Bridges and his merry band of outlaw youngsters (shades of both Oliver Twist and Robin Hood here).

They're all teenagers (and there's one little kid) trying to be grownups and, accordingly, there's a lot of self-deception in the movie. Bridges tells his gang, and himself, that he's got what it takes to lead them when he's clearly just making it up as he goes. Though they're clearly up to a Dickensian sort of thievery, Brown thinks he can use the gang to get out west (where he thinks he will become a wealthy silver miner) without compromising his beliefs. The other kids buy into the fun of it all: they think they're far more competent than they are, but, as we soon see, it takes them a gazillion bullets to bring down one rabbit and none of them know how to clean it.

As they head out West to escape the army and find their fortunes, the reality behind the myth of the cowboy intrudes at every turn. They can't find food on the trail, prove to be ineffectual at stealing what they need, and can't defend themselves from the real bad guys roaming the plains. Brown finds he has to compromise his principles if he wants to survive and Bridges receives many harsh lessons about the consequences of boastful lies in extreme situations. There are shifting alliances within the group, motivated by circumstance, and a number of funny complications (the movie also has one of the funniest and most realistic fist fights I've ever seen on screen between Brown and Bridges: in one moment, Brown picks up a chair, intending to bash Bridges with it, and instead misses and smashes it into a glass-fronted cabinet. The chair doesn't fall apart, either. Those pioneers knew how to make some sturdy god damned furniture. Also during the fight, a boot goes into some soup.)