So, I got an entire evening to myself, so I sat down and re-watched one movie and then I took myself to see a movie in the theatre.
Righteous Kill casts Robert DeNiro and Al Pacino as NYC detectives in a rather disjointed but decently well-written drama involving a cop who decides to kill all the criminals that the 'system' and its various elements kick loose. A skateboarding pimp, a rapist and 50 Cent all get whacked by the vigilante cop, and it takes a super-hot detective chick (who is, for some unknown reason, boning DeNiro) and a shot-up Russian dude to put the pieces together. I say it's disjointed because the story skips about a timeline rather frantically, and the first time I watched it I had trouble keeping up. The second time around it made more sense, but it also dawned on me, after watching it twice in a row, that the title of the movie gives away the killer within ten minutes of the start of the movie. Unfortunately, if it wasn't for DeNiro and Pacino, I don't think this movie would have held up well. The support cast was well-rounded (thankfully, John Leguizamo stayed fully clothed) and did their part in propping DeNiro and Pacino up. My main problem was the fact that I missed out on the whole thriller aspect of the movie because it was predictable. Half way through the movie I knew who the killing cop was. Oh yeah, and the end was really cheesy. Not the epic cop thriller I was hoping for, but still a decent movie. Worth a rent, definitely.
Gran Torino casts a kick-ass Clint Eastwood as a crotchedy old fart living in Highland Park, Michigan, in a Hmong filled neighborhood. The movie opens at his wife's funeral and continues down a rather touching path where we see Eastwood's character soften up towards his next door neighbors, one of which tried to steal his prized 1972 Gran Torino. Gangs get involved and Eastwood becomes Dirty Harry with feelings and it fucking works. Eastwood's character is unabashadly racist with his words but the movie is presented in such a way that I found myself laughing at most of the mean stuff he said. Even at 154 years old, Eastwood's still got it; he is legitimately intimidating when he has to be and I have to say that I would run away screaming like a schoolgirl if he ever told me to get off his lawn. The ending was presented beautifully and comically. Also, SERIOUS kudos to director Eastwood who actually filmed the movie in and around Detroit, and we aren't talking about the nice neighborhoods, either. A very good movie that I definitely recommend.