Donald Nelson (fanime2)

The best film of 2007 has finally arrived. I don't feel the need to talk of the performances because they can be summed up in one word: phenomenal. The whole film is muted musically, which is the perfect thing for this movie. I can't say how many times I've been into a film only to have a music cue come up that just tells you what way you should be feeling. That's pompous and ridiculous. The characters don't have to say anything they don't want to say, never being tied down by having contrived words forced in their mouths. Speaking of the characters, they are classic. The psychopathic hitman, the tired sheriff, the working man that finds what he always deserved but can never have. It's all there. They never truly touch down in reality. They simply exist in a strange surrealism that restate what is so great about classic cinema: taking you out of your hectic day-to-day life and giving you a chance to enjoy yourself for 2+ hours. The ending drags out a bit, but it only helps serve the title of the film. No Country for Old Men will be here for a long time as one of the greatest movies ever made. All thanks to the Coen Brothers. Thank you.

The movie that made me love Christian Bale. I never thought I'd be nostalgic about a decade I don't remember all that well. Let's get to the nitty-gritty right away: Bale's portryal of Patrick Bateman is what sells this movie. No doubt, he is completely insane, but what makes his performance golden is just how much of a dork he makes himself look like. Everything is artificial in Bateman's world, always making him seem like the only one with any kind of intelligence. His desire to fit in with society is deliciously over-the-top, punctuated by the intricate details that he believes to be normal. Reviewing food and music seems to be his forte. His frenzy is laughable, but in a good way. Every line he delivers is commercial, almost as if he were to sell you a cup of coffee one minute and shove into your face the next. The film moves at a decent pace, matching both slow, intense scenes with fast, suspenseful scenes. The whole movie is ridiculous. The ending is immensely gratifying, concluding the movie on a very poetic level. To sum it up in a sentence: There is no point in the pointlessness, yet the pointlessness is the point in and of itself. I have watched this movie over fifty times and it still warms the homicidal maniac in me. Enjoy it. I know you will, one way or another. The best serial killer movie ever made.