It’s a masterpiece, isn’t it? Perhaps the beat Coen Brothers film, and yet one of the few that isn’t a wholly original script. (That’s not a slight against their writing; it’s just how it is.)

Javier Bardem rivals Heath Ledger’s Joker for best villain. Roger Deakins is on point, with cinematography that demands your attention. The man commands his shadows. 

And there’s a depth here that feels as literary as Cormac’s books — which you may expect, for obvious reasons, but no other film adaptation of his novels feels like this one. 

The entire film is a creative tour de force. A knockout of immovable writing and visuals, impeccable editing, and inescapable pacing.

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