Gran Torino
Dirty Harry is back! With enticing dramatic emotion?
The only reason I enjoyed Gran Torino somewhat more than Milk was because it gave me a feeling of suspense whereas in the latter story I already knew how it ended so I paid more attention to the acting and cinematography rather than the writing. Gran Torino was simply classic Eastwood and I found myself smiling after every one-liner. “Ever notice how you come across somebody once in a while you shouldn’t have fucked with?…
That’s me.” Eastwood does a fantastic job of editing and explaining parts of the story without uttering a word; like in the beginning when the kids are going through his war medals or when he’s sitting on the porch drinking and staring at his car and after the cut the lighting is dimmer so we know he’s been there a long time. Only Eastwood can execute a character so perfectly that the audience feels sympathy for an old bigot. He always goes the extra mile and instead of telling us that the character is hesitant to trust he shows us with a simple phone call where we think Eastwood is in the wrong for being so stand-offish to his son and then the son asks for a favor and the audience does an emotional 180.
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