No Country for Old Men 4K 2007

I prepared myself thoroughly for watching the movie 'No Place for Old Men Here', realizing that, since it was the Coens, the film is not tailored to the standard Hollywood format and not everyone can be clearly perceived when watching it in company. So I made the choice to watch the movie alone. As it turned out, it was the right choice, because the main question that arises after watching the movie is: what is the movie about?

Obviously, the title should tell us the answer to this question.

Let's say that it should become clear after watching the movie (and if we are honest - after watching the additional materials on the disk called “Diary of a County Sheriff”) that even seasoned and experienced law enforcers don't know how to react to the wave of hellish violence connected with the border drug trade. Then the tagline for the movie should have been the phrase that comes out of the mouths of hundreds of retiring cop characters, “I'm too old for all this shit...”. Or the mothballed “That was different in our time!”. Is this really a novel idea worthy of being captured on canvas?

Yes, the camerawork is certainly to be applauded. But, excuse me, I intended to watch an Art Film, not the commercials that are the prize-winners of an advertising festival.

The whole movie is an action waiting to happen. The viewer is waiting for something to start happening, but (surprise!) nothing much happens in the movie. The narrative is enlivened by rare shots. But the worst thing is that, in my opinion, what happens is in no way tightened into a coherent plot of the movie, as it is in the wonderful movies “Burn After Reading” and “Lay Low in Bruges”.

As a result, after watching the movie, I (read - the viewer) had to either smiling meaningfully at the genius of the concept and raising my index finger upwards to say something like “that's COINS!.... They should listen and feel with their skin all the splendor of this idea in the presented format!”, or be honest and write the above mentioned review.