For me, Clint Eastwood was always a Western hero. A kind of cowboy - a superhero, a real concentration of all wild west in each of the many wrinkles on a weathered face. Stern and cool like a Colt. I, and you sure, heard something there about the fact that old Clint almost tied up with an actor's career and more and more often sits in the director's chair. His films are held in high esteem in Europe, although it was thanks to his "Baby in a Million" Hillary Swank entered the pantheon of Oscar bears. Last year, the film academy ignored Gran Torino and, in my opinion, very few people in Hollywood who are interested in personal opinion are completely in vain. But he took the Cesar Award for the best foreign film. In general, of course, for Americans, European awards are something like a consolation prize, so sweeten the pill.
Especially for Eastwood, who made this movie, clearly for Americans, and in particular for stupid Yankees, who see nothing further than their nose. I am sure that Clint Eastwood was the one who tried to convey the genuine problems of the relationship between the natives of the states and the internally displaced immigrants. The film is very good. Its name echoes the quality of work. Gran Torino - the name of one of the most popular models of Ford, which for Americans has always been a 100% American car. Reliable, strong, powerful with a little angular, but in their own way attractive forms. In this car was the spirit of that America, which was once the country of dreams. American Dream.
The hero of the film, perfectly flawlessly played by Eastwood (I can not even imagine anyone else in his place) is a former veteran of the Korean War, who has worked all his life at the car factory. Barely lost his wife, with two stupid sons, who sometimes create the appearance of love and care, although they are up to the aged and, in their opinion, too conservative father has nothing to do. Next to his house, there is a family of Asians, who are extremely annoying to the main character, and they themselves are not particularly located towards him. However, circumstances are such that their fate is closely intertwined. The phrase of the protagonist: "Go crazy, I have more in common with these Chinas than with my own family" - very well reflects how close they are. Walter continually pulls neighbors' teenagers from various troubles, and without even wanting it, he suddenly becomes not only their patron, but practically replaces their father with them. But, the film would not have been a drama if it were not for the criminal elements that thoroughly ruin the life of Walter's wards.
The film, I would say, the reference. There is something about “American History X” in it, when the main character goes over to the side of those who didn’t feel much sympathy, and most importantly, the movie lifts those aspects of life in the USA that can only be seen on Discovery in documentaries about adverse Detroit areas. For this side of life, producers do not like to look. And the Americans themselves prefer to close their eyes to what is happening in their next street.
What doubly pleased, is that with a budget of almost three times less than that of the same “Island of the Damned,” Clint Eastwood’s film collected 15 million more, and critics generally kissed him wherever possible. Scorzese should be ashamed.
This is a triumph! Bravo!
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