After seeing Clint Eastwood’s last movie, “The 15:17 to Paris” and discovering it was a horribly done movie, I began to doubt his current movie making skills. I know Clint Eastwood has a great record for film making. And “The 15:17 to Paris” was viewed as an experiment since he cast the real life characters to play themselves. So, I decided to give his new movie a chance. The recipe for the plot held potential. An elderly white man becoming a drug mule for the Mexican Cartel. Seems more a comedy than drama, but if anyone could pull it off I figured Eastwood could.
Sadly, I was wrong. Eastwood’s days of movie making are over, at least his days of making good movies. The show contained a handful of well known actors that have performed great in other films but in this movie it seemed like they were in it just so they could say they were in an Eastwood movie. Get to shake the hand of a great before they die and all that. Their hearts were not in it, and it very much had a “be nice and cater to the old guy” feel.
Aside from that, the plot exaggerated racial tension to a degree that I don’t think we really see today. People don’t generally stare when Mexicans eat a diner that is full of all white people. I mean, if they looked super gangster and about rob the place, maybe, but not if they were just normal Hispanic folks. Same for the aggression shown by police toward certain races. That’s changing now, and would have worked in an 80s movie, but not in a 2018 movie set in current day.
I feel the same toward Eastwood’s character saying inappropriate things, like calling black people negros. Unless the elderly person is senile, I don’t think anyone can claim to not know that is a negative word. Especially not Eastwood’s character who claimed to have traveled to 41 states. Its not like he was living in some small town all his life and wasn’t exposed to things.
It was obvious the movie was trying to spread awareness, but it was a few decades behind, in my opinion.
Lastly, the audience. I think most there were like me, the dire hard Eastwood fans hoping this movie would redeem him from the fumble of “The 15:17 to Paris.” I was sitting there laughing at the stupidity of the film, and most were politely attempting to force themselves to like it. But then his character did something Eastwood’s character’s never do. He slept with prostitutes. Yup. We even get to see a shirtless old ass Eastwood, making out with with young women, paying for it, boozing it up, and so forth. Several people gasped and uttered, “What?” And right there, I saw the last of his fan club losing their faith in him as a director. I get it, he thought that fit the character for the movie. But Eastwood seemed to forget that his fans have certain expectations for his characters. They are supposed to have some virtue.
Overall, I’d say skip it in theaters. If you’re curious about it, wait until it’s on tv. It belongs on cable way more than it does in a movie theater.