The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford

Stunning. Another film of epic proportions that doesn’t drag for a single moment. Hauntingly beautiful, it just sucked me in. Elegiac for a past time and place, winding towards a predestined tragic end. A poem that tells how violence merely begets more violence. How this movie didn’t rack up the Oscar nominations is a complete mystery. The music and cinematography wove together intimately and evoked an aching melancholy.

(For reasons known only to them, our local cinema brought this movie back for two more screenings. I so glad they did it, it was spectacular.)

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