Oh, Clint! Don't be too disappointed in yourself. Gran Torino was a pretty good try, but unfortunately, someone else must have done the casting. Someone else probably told you at least half of these actors could act. You might have been asleep when you were thumbing through the script, or you missed the completely predictable story line. Was it you who tried to pep up that blah tired part with those epithets? Did some goody apologist push those fake zipper epithets into the old gray script? Was it a studio PR frosted granola bar?
Take a look at some of your good films, and be proud. Don't dwell on this blow fly. I think you could get treatment for any depression this film causes. But, your age notwithstanding, the youngsters who filled in for you in production and as assistant directors took the easy way out.
I know you were trying for a good moral tear jerker. You set a good example for the impressionable movie goers. You get a little star for that. But, it was the fast and light job you decided to be satisfied with. Don't try it again... Punk.
I'll give you a charitable 7.5 for the Gran Torino's wax job and a good tear jerk.
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I must disagree with my cohort (suprising right?) on the review of this movie.
I thought the zipperheads that live next door and the blue collar language that Walt uses were an integral part of the movie. You have to understand Walt before you understand the movie. And I thought meeting his friends, his pastor and his neighbors was a key ingredient in the story.
Being a Korean war vet, he learned some awful things and language. Again, showing through in his reasoning and actions.
Finally, going to confession for his wife, trying to be at peace for his pastor and trying to do something good for a kid (because he failed with his own kids) are also part of the aura that tells a great story, keeps the movie flowing and, in the end, shows how bad the world really has become.
It was a touching movie for me.
8.0 (with no charity) easy.
You guys must be like 20 and 80.
I liked the chick. The zipper chick.
Watch this beer guzzler flick. Count the gallons of booze these people threw down. This film was a Budweiser ad. How much did the studio rake in from the cheese of brew?
Was that mad dog dirty Harry wavin' those guns around? I hate guns. In this movie, ole Wally Kowalski should have used some other kind of weapon...like compassion. In the end, he did good, but he died by the gun anyhow. What a Poe Lock.
How about a contest to guess the best epithet to call a Vietnamese cat gourmet?
Your reviews rock. I love reading about how movies make you feel. Skip that kay-rap about the actual story, and just write down little brain spasms you suffered during viewing. That's why the Big Triple Blog is on my "favorites" list. I check it every full moon.
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