I saw No Country for Old Men, the recent Coen Brothers movie, at the Chelsea Clearview on 23rd Street last night. I really didn't like it. I was into it at first, for a long time kind of swept up with the pacing, the arid wide shots, the clipped drawl of all the characters. But after a while it just bored me, alienated me, gave me nothing to connect to. There was no point of view or direction, just endless senseless violence, and vast empty landscapes. I actually fell asleep at the end and didn't feel like I missed anything.
Saturday, March 8, 2008
No Country for Old Men
I saw No Country for Old Men, the recent Coen Brothers movie, at the Chelsea Clearview on 23rd Street last night. I really didn't like it. I was into it at first, for a long time kind of swept up with the pacing, the arid wide shots, the clipped drawl of all the characters. But after a while it just bored me, alienated me, gave me nothing to connect to. There was no point of view or direction, just endless senseless violence, and vast empty landscapes. I actually fell asleep at the end and didn't feel like I missed anything.
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