“Cry Macho” by and starring Clint Eastwood hit theaters this Wednesday, the story of an old man tasked with finding a missing teenager.
WHAT DOES IT TALK ABOUT ?
Fallen rodeo star Mike is given a seemingly impossible mission: to travel to Mexico to find a boisterous teenager (whose best friend is a tame rooster) and bring him to Texas. It will take him to face the Mexican underworld, the police and his own past.
Clint Eastwood, 91, is back in front and behind the camera with Cry Macho, his thirty-ninth achievement, two years after The Richard Jewell Case. To write this story, he called on screenwriter Nick Schenk (La Mule, Gran Torino) who reworked a screenplay by N. Richard Nash (The Rainmaker), already offered to Eastwood in 1979, and which he had declined. at the time.
We find in the film a visual atmosphere quite similar to that of Honkytonk Man, which already contained a pre-adolescent character with a rooster. The film itself told the story of a sick country singer and opted for a staging that could be described as “nostalgic”, even melancholy.
So here we are not in a muscular thriller like Eastwood has been used to during his long career in which he would recover the kidnapped son by firing multiple 357 magnum shots at the kidnappers. No repeated shootings here, but rather moments of life filmed with tenderness in a film which is perhaps more than ever part of the director’s characteristic humanism.
With Cry Macho, the filmmaker is also interested in the question of transmission, which here goes both ways, because young Rafa has things to teach old Mike. Their forced road trip will remind some of the excellent A Perfect World, in which a Kevin Costner on the run hit the road with a young hostage played by TJ Lowther.
Clint, the hat screwed on his head, his eyes narrowed as never before, also offers himself scenes of a loving grandfather and comes out of his last roles as grumpers with a strong character to show himself more vulnerable.
Finally, those who liked him in his westerns will not be disappointed, since we see him again on horseback, against the backdrop of the sunset with his silhouette intact, almost as at the time of his first roles. Sometimes it doesn’t take more …
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