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No Country


And continuing the mini-theme of well written movies.

Last night I watched a pair of my favorite film makers (the Coen Brothers) adapt one of my favorite authors (Cormac McCarthy).
The result: a stunning movie. No Country for Old Men is McCarthy on the screen, his tight tense dialogue matched by the Coen's precise camera work and editing. The performances are all strong, Tommy Lee Jones is cast perfect as the Sheriff and the scenes are full of characters that just wandered in from deep Texas.

It feels like you are watching an novel unfold, I am not sure how to explain that, but in the end you feel all of McCarthy's themes of good, evil, senseless violence and death without redemption bubble up in the Sheriff's last monologue.

The resonance is huge and I leave the theatre thinking, unsettled yes, but knowing I'd just seen a masterwork.

A snippet of dialogue:

Llewelyn: If I don't come back, tell mother I love her.
Carla Jean: Your mother's dead, Llewelyn.
Llewelyn: Well I'll tell her myself then.

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