this potted history of the infamous australian outlaw benefit tremendously from gerry fisher frequently ravish photography but be ultimately doom by it paint by number screenplay and the star turn by mick jagger ( who reportedly dismiss the film a a load of st ) . frankly and a bearded jagger speaking in a weak brogue remind me more of warwick davis in the leprechaun series than it do of a legendary robin hood style badman . shel silverstein faux folk song haven not age well either .