Sunday, October 24, 2010
I had not gone to a movie theater since moving to Sacramento in June so despite suggestions that I make "The Social Network" my first cinematic experience here, it didn't fit my schedule so I opted for Clint.
The subject matter is one all of us face, death. The big question Eastwood tackles is what awaits us after life. It's a good story but not a great one. It all seemed rather cliched. But I ached for the boy who lost his twin brother and felt empathy for the other central figure, a French journalist who barely survives a tsunami and wrestles with her brush with death.
Matt Damon is solid as a reluctant psychic and Eastwood artfully brings the trio together for a predictable and satisfying ending. But in this day and age it's hard to part with ten dollars to see a movie on the big screen unless it's a visual extravaganza. Eastwood tries with the tsunami scene but this is a movie best left for the Red Box bin.