I saw Grand Torino last night, and I really don’t know what Chris Hewitt is talking about. Eastwood’s performance was well-played, topping off a career defined by portraying outlaw anti-heroes. Instead of a young six-shooting gun slinger, he is an old Korean War vet in a troubled urban neighborhood. True, the characters are not complex, but they are not without substance. There are many moments for unthinking sentimentality to raise its ugly head, but Eastwood deflects them with a gruff sounding growl. The themes of life and death, manhood, having role-models, confession, and self-sacrifice are finely communicated.
3.5 out of 4 stars.