I understand why I heard so much about this film now.

One of my favorite things was how quickly it seemed to move and progress. I'm not quite sure about the themes it holds within racism, but wow, I did enjoy this.

Emmanuel. Mhm.

The only thing he really transported in this was his own career to the trash.

This man has now created two of the worst films I've ever seen, but, ya know, it's gonna be celebrated because it's Clint Eastwood, right? We can't bash on a "legend" for terrible art...nooo. It's self-reflection, it's theme, it's his life. Well, he sounds like a terrible person living with a whole lot of regret and what does he do? He spends more time working on another film about a whole lot of nothing.