“More today than yesterday”
“But not as much as tomorrow”
A fascinating reflective piece from a filmmaker that I have an incredibly complicated relationship with. Would I grant anyone else the leniency I do with this things questionable politics and overall extremely formalist filmmaking, probably not, but it’s Clint so what the hey.
Feels like it persistently flips between old white man energy of “hey get of your phone kids” and a genuine understanding of a Mexican man being pulled over and fearing for his life. This movie provides an unclear answer as to whether Eastwood understands his own indifference or is in fact critiquing it and again I may be thinking about this harder than he did making it.
Did feel it eventually got to a point of objectively critiquing the capitalistic tendency to just attain more for the sake of more, but man does he get there in a weird way.
But I do respect the hell out of an at the time 88 year old man (who is still in his 90s out there) making movies and genuinely trying to reflect on himself, his career and his legacy to this extent. A man who is clearly as upset that his time has run out to craft stories as I am that he won’t be able too much longer.
Anyway. I don’t know why this decidedly middling movie is the first one this year to inspire this kind of review but it was. This is what happens with alcohol and a late night.
“More today than yesterday”
“But not as much as tomorrow”
A fascinating reflective piece from a filmmaker that I have an incredibly complicated relationship with. Would I grant anyone else the leniency I do with this things questionable politics and overall extremely formalist filmmaking, probably not, but it’s Clint so what the hey.
Feels like it persistently flips between old white man energy of “hey get of your phone kids” and a genuine understanding of a Mexican man being pulled over and fearing for his life. This movie provides an unclear answer as to whether Eastwood understands his own indifference or is in fact critiquing it and again I may be thinking about this harder than he did making it.
Did feel it eventually got to a point of objectively critiquing the capitalistic tendency to just attain more for the sake of more, but man does he get there in a weird way.
But I do respect the hell out of an at the time 88 year old man (who is still in his 90s out there) making movies and genuinely trying to reflect on himself, his career and his legacy to this extent. A man who is clearly as upset that his time has run out to craft stories as I am that he won’t be able too much longer.
Anyway. I don’t know why this decidedly middling movie is the first one this year to inspire this kind of review but it was. This is what happens with alcohol and a late night.
