no country for old men.

No Country for Old Men.

 

Hmph. 

 

That’s what I said as the credits started to roll up the screen. 

 

Hmph. 

 

Javier Bardem is so icy cold he’ll give ya the chills.  It’s like he’d rather put a hole in your head than speak to you.  And in a lot of cases he does.

 

Josh Brolin is excellent as the unlucky son of a bitch who just can’t ignore the little voice in his head that told him to take that poor dying Mexican some water.

 

Tommy Lee Jones is Tommy Lee Jones.

 

This thing really plays like an old school western.  Beautiful, sweeping panoramas of the southwest that john ford would be proud of.  Gorgeous and essential to the story.

 

I kinda wish I hadn’t just bought it though.  It’s one of those I’ll probably never watch again.  If I catch it on HBO or something I might sit and watch for a bit.  Because it is story telling at it’s absolute best.

 

It is every bit as riveting and captivating as There Will Be Blood.  That’s a movie that I probably won’t watch more than once or twice too.  Hard core, gritty drama isn’t exactly my favorite genre. 

 

It’s definitely an instant classic as far as all that goes.  It gets ten dead Mexican drug runners out of ten dead Mexican drug runners.