There’s something intrinsically likeable about Clint Eastwood, even when he’s the most cantankerous bastard on Earth. Gran Torino needs you to like him, since you’re going to spend two hours in his company, and in this he’s a miserable, racist, prickly sod at the best of times.
Directed by Eastwood himself on a budget of $33 million in 2008, Gran Torino took $270 million at the box office and won a smattering of awards but was bafflingly ignored at the Oscars. Clint Eastwood, then 78 years old, declared this to be his last film as an actor. Continue reading