Saw Gran Torino recently. Eesh!
I could count on one hand the number of good moments in Gran Torino. I would need 10 hands to count the number of terrible ones. The dialogue often seems forced an expository, especially when Walt, the bigoted war vet around who the film centres, thinks aloud to himself. Eastwood's performance is somewhat enigmatic. A lot of the time he almost seems to be playing it for laughs; frowning, cussing, and even growling (literally growling) like an old geezer from a cartoon. But at other times, you can actually see layered emotion etched onto his creased and aged face. Nonetheless, as a director, it's a below-par entry from Eastwood.
If Eastwood ends up being nominated for Best Actor, he'll probably win, not that he deserves it. Hopefully, the actors branch will snub him and I'll be able to say "No Oscar for you!", because this is one of the year's worst.
*1/2 out of ****