Netflix Reviews: No Country for Old Men

First of all, I am so thrilled and surprised that I was even able to GET this in the mail today, the day after it came out. I basically won at Netflix lottery. Wahoo!

Second of all, I am so pissed that I didn’t get to see this in the theater. No one would go with me. It was awesome at home, but damn… Damn you, friends.

Third of all, this movie is perfect.

I’m dead-ass serious.

It was over two hours… and I wanted at LEAST another hour. Maybe two.

I might watch it again tonight.

Josh Brolin: Perfect. Oozes Texas. Utterly human. Fantastic.

Javier Bardiem: Perfect. Maybe the most terrifying performance I’ve seen, um, ever.

Tommy Lee Jones: Perfect. Poetic subtlety mixed with a southern good old boy.

I loved every second, every shot, every line. Even when I was curled in a little ball and whimpering (it happened more than once), I was gooing my pants with delight.

Here’s what’s up: Josh Brolin stumbles upon the remains of a drug deal gone bad. He steals some guns…and…a suitcase full of money. Whoops, now Javier Bardiem, the scariest man alive is looking for him. So is the sheriff, Tommy Lee Jones. Cat and mouse ensues, leaving a really high body count. It’s simple, but since it’s a Coen brothers movie, ever character is fleshed out to perfection.

See it, if you haven’t. Like, YESTERDAY.

Unless you’re super sensitive to violence. Then maybe you shouldn’t.

You know what, you should anyway. Just fucking see it.