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Gran Torino is close to perfect film making.

A few notes on my experience last night seeing this film at the Prytania:

Bravo to the person who took over this historic neighborhood theater and renovated it, better yet, thrust it forward.  The details are nice like the rug, the lobby and the lights. The seating is a bit tight for someone my size but I will look beyond that for the new screen and digital projector.  The screen is huge, the picture clarity the best I have ever seen and the sound system was at the exact level for the room. You could tell if they wanted to they could blow some ear drums.

And bravo to Clint Eastwood. 

In Gran Torino, one of my favorite elements is how the film contains humor throughout with the use of bawdy 1950's racial slurs. Throughout almost every scene, by almost every character, as a way to communicate and deal with each other the slurs flow. Clint's character Walt must have used every term in the book to describe people from Asia (and African Americans and the Irish). At first it makes you uneasy but in the end it is so over the top and a part of the character you have to laugh like those do in the film who are on the receiving end.

The pace of the film is something I have respect for. Clint takes his time to tell human stories. He lets the characters talk. He lets them think. He lets them present themselves.

The multiple story lines that form the main narrative are also masterfully presented.  Not one feels forced and together they don't leave us with a jumble of influences the audience needs to track and understand. Simple narratives that create a complex whole. It sounds harder than it is. Kudos to the screen writer.

I recommend you go check it out. If you are like me you will tear up in the end. But see it at the Prytania.

Oh yeah and sit in the last 10 rows as those will be the new best seats in the house from here on out.

January 30, 2009 in Movies | Permalink


Love Love Love the Pryt. I didn't realize Grand Torino was playing there, but I'm sold. I'll be hitting it up this weekend. Thanks.

Posted by: Christopher Schultz | Jan 30, 2009 10:44:17 AM

It's right up there with Unforgiven. 78 years old or not, Clint is third in line (after the e-trade baby and John Smoltz) of men for whom I'd consider throw over my husband. Maybe I should move him up on the list, fast.

Posted by: Zack's Mom | Jan 30, 2009 3:46:29 PM

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