Directed by: Ethan and Joel Coen
Starring:
Josh Brolin is a revelation in No Country for Old Men. Photo copyright: Miramax (2007)
Oh, I know the Coen brother's fanatics will come crawling out of the woodwork defending this artistic choice of endings, but it's pure bullshit. I'm not talking about artistic choices, yes the movie deals with the deeper themes of fate and chance, but it's also a violent, action thriller that's building to a bloody showdown that never comes. It draws you completely into this world and its characters and then abandons you at the end. If there's one thing I hate it's ambiguous endings to movies, but at least in some movies you can kind of see them coming. The "ending" to this movie completely blind-sided me.
Although Tommy Lee Jones is top billed, this is Josh Brolin and Javier Bardem's movie. Brolin plays Llewelyn Moss, a Vietnam Vet in 1980 Texas. While hunting in the desert, he comes across the remains of a drug deal gone bad. Amongst the corpses he finds a case full of money, which he decides to keep instead of turn in to the authorities. The company behind the deal hire Chigurh (Bardem), a psychopathic and very deadly killer to get the money back. Most of the movie is a sinister cat-and-mouse thriller as Chigurh track Moss down, from one seedy motel to the next across Texas and into Mexico.
Along with the action, the movie is filled with colorful and eccentric characters of the type you expect to find in a Coen Brother's film, but this time they show restraint and never go over the top. There are flashes of their comedy, but always just enough, it never interferes with the action or the tension.
The look of the film is incredibly cinematic. This is not a movie to see on your television, no matter how big. It screams to be seen on the big-screen. The sweeping vistas of the Texan landscape are shown like a modern-day Western. Often long scenes play out with very little dialogue. Although it's based on a book, this is movie making done right. Things are shown, not explained. Right up until the ending that is, when things are left decidedly unshown.
Javier Bardem is death personafied in No Country for Old Men. Photo copyright: Miramax (2007)
Without that "ending" this would definitely have been my pick for best movie of the year. Instead it's a flawed masterpiece, which I guess is closer to a masterpiece than 99.9% of movies made today ever get, but why the fuck couldn't they have given a real ending to this movie? I don't care if it's how the book ended. Given a real ending and I have no doubts you would have been hearing No Country for Old Men and "the Oscar goes to...", in the same breath an awful lot, come Academy Awards Night.
You'll either love or hate the ending created by Ethan and Joel Coen. Photo copyright: Miramax Films (2007)
I suppose it's meant to be ironic that No Country for Old Men ends with some elegiac dialogue between two old-timers, while many younger men died violently over the course of the movie.
The cinematography and acting are superb. In fact, I think everyone will agree that the first ninety minutes of this movie are brilliant. But the agreement will stop there. Others will either love or hate the ending. And maybe that was the point. But what could have been a classic Movie is instead an artistic Film. And Movies have a much longer shelf life.
"What a piece of shit!"
Photos © Copyright Miramax (2007)