Body count in double figures, often dull but OK movie.

Rating: 6/10 (24 January 2008)

No Country for Old Men had my arse aching in my cinema seat. I went to see it at the pretentious Curzon Soho in London's West End.
The film is real slow. Javier Bardem has hilarious hair, Josh Brolin takes about four hours to assess the bloody scene he stumbled across while hunting, and there were dead dogs to boot. There were lots of hilarious dialogue exchanges, unfortunately though, the odd one was so drowned in Texan drawl, that I didn't quite hear what they said.
I don't know why critics are getting erections over this film. It seems that these days, the reviews will return favourable if you deliver your movie at snail pace and have a talented cinematographer (see The Assassination of Jesse James By That Coward Robert Ford for a gratuitous example of this).
The ending was abrupt, I felt like I had been toe-punted in the tip through disappointment..