No Country for Old Men
I can’t remember seeing a movie that elicited more nervous laughter than No Country for Old Men. I myself was completely terrified of Javier Bardem. (See my upcoming review of Mondays in the Sun if you want to know my more lurid thoughts on him).
Seriously, though. I saw this about a million years ago. So: Do you like the Coen brothers? If yes, you’ll like it. Just go, already. It’s probably been spoiled for you enough.
I came out of this movie thinking it was pretty awesome, and it just keeps getting better the more that it runs through my head.
Also, black prince valient wig + gas tank = awsome Chigurh costume. Maybe it will come out on DVD around halloween…
Holy christ, now I’m thinking about it again. Goddamn that was a well-directed movie. Anyone that thinks otherwise can go fuck a bag of cats.