(If you’re curious, my review process. It’s also pasted at the end of this post. I don’t believe in Rotten Tomatoes. I just believe in me.)
(***all-purpose SPOILER ALERT*** there may be some in this review)
SW SCORE: 46
4.6 out of 5 🐙
I get the Coen brothers won the whole shebang for No Country for Old Men. And I love that movie. It’s unassailable. But this is their best work. It is Frances McDormand’s finest in a career full of fantastic ones. It is William H. Macy’s finest performance in a career full of fantastic ones. It’s not Steve Buscemi’s best role but he is fantastic in it. And despite this holy trinity of acting greatness, it should be strongly noted that Peter Stormare played a terrifying presence. He was quiet, cold, and he could snap into chaos at any moment. I see a little bit of Anton Chigurh in him. Perhaps he is Javier Bardem’s spiritual acting performance ancestor. It’s just a damn amazing criminal thriller. It’s another jewel in the Coen crown.
Review process: (this is always evolving, I’m sad to say. I’m more of a watcher who makes mostly unhelpful observations about things I have absorbed. I am not unlike a pop culture blob.)
Two scores are assigned: (I don’t believe in Rotten Tomatoes. I just believe in me)
(1) Shark Wrighter (SW) Score: Based on a sum of 5 sub-scores (acting, directing, writing/story, cinematography &/or animation &/or effects, editing) with 1 being terrible and 10 being terrific.
(2) Octopuses (0-5 🐙, with 5 being fantastic and 0 being feces)
(3) Octopuses are my unquantifiable feeling…not that SW score is scientific…but this one is even less so.
(4) ++ This optional section includes any incredibly *brilliant observations that don’t fit into simple quantitative slices like the scores and octopuses *(they are likely NOT brilliant).