Get Off My Lawn!

With award season in full swing, everyone is making predictions. Will Brad finally get one? How about Anne? A second one for Sean Penn? Lots of great actors gave attention getting performances this year. So who am I putting my money on? This guy -

Now I know that at first blush this prediction appears to stink with the same stench that gave Al Pacino a golden boy for Scent of a Woman over Denzel Washington in Malcolm X. I'll admit that when I first started hearing Clint's name bandied about I had similar thoughts. Oh they're just gonna give it to him because he's never won one for acting and this might be his last performance. It'll be like when Paul Newman won for The Color of Money. All of that changed last night when I saw Gran Torino.

In the hands of a lesser man this could have been sub-par Archie Bunker. With Eastwood it becomes a tour de force. Walter Kowalski is the role Clint was born to play. While "The Man With No Name" and Harry Callahan are great iconic manifestations of cool and badassery, this role really and truly bleeds.

The performance walks a delicate line and could have easily descended into self parody. Oh it's Dirty Harry Callahan starring in Grumpy Old Men. Fortunately Clint stopped making that kind of shit with Space Cowboys and Blood Work. In one scene he will make you laugh in shock at the horrible things coming out of his mouth, and in the next you are moved by the rage and sadness behind those legendary squinted eyes.

Since Mystic River he has been driving hard like a man on a mission. Twice in the last five years he has released two films within months of each other. Momentum like that has to be building towards something. I feel that something is this role. After this Clint never needs to act again. There is nothing left to prove. This is the cinematic equivalent of going down in a blaze of glory and it's so beautiful to watch.