Not many pictures end where I walk out of the theater and feel like I just watched something from the 70's catalogue, by a maestro like Lumet or Pakula. THE LIVES OF OTHERS did in 2006 and MICHAEL CLAYTON did this year.
Now if anyone had a grudge against something called "Michael Clayton" it would be me. Michael Clayton is the name of a Bucs' receiver whom I drafted in fantasy football both his rookie and sophomore year only to watch him fade like a 25 cent tattoo.
But I warmed up to the film quickly as it starts with a crackerjack Tom Wilkinson voiceover in the credits and methodically builds to an unconventional last shot, which shows how confident and capable an actor Clooney has become.
It won't win Best Picture , but atleast I don't totally hate the other choices this year. The Coens or Anderson both deserve major props for their work as well.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
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