Plot Grouchy bigot Walt Kowalski (Eastwood) thinks the world has gone to hell. Then an attempted theft of his 1972 Ford Gran Torino, an unintentional act of heroism and an uneasy relationship with his despised Asian neighbours prod Walt towards a kind of reluctant redemption.
Everyone always notes that The Shootist was the perfect elegiac last role for John Wayne to play, the grizzled, terminally ill gunman poignantly strapping on his shooters for one last showdown. Clint Eastwood is without doubt familiar with that film; it was made by his mentor and friend Don Siegel between Don and Clint’s collaborations on Dirty Harry and Escape From Alcatraz. There is speculation that the 78 year-old Eastwood’s irresistible turn in Gran Torino may be his final role as an actor. We hope he will be hale, hearty and helming fine films for a fair few years yet. We even suspect he could be tempted in front of the camera again if a plum part presents itself. But it certainly feels as though he took a long, close look at projects with an eye to bringing down the curtain on his own iconic acting career of 53 years with just such an apt and valedictory role as Wayne found.
If so, he’s struck 24-carat gold with Nick Schenk’s screenplay and a hellacious turn as disgruntled Walt Kowalski. For a while you may think this picture is about Dirty Harry as an OAP. The story begins with the funeral of Walt’s beloved — and evidently saintly — wife. As soon as we see him standing militarily erect by the coffin, it’s clear he looks not so much mournful as furious, at everyone from God and the ridiculously youthful, sincere Catholic priest, Father Janovich (Christopher Carley), down to his obnoxious grandchildren. While Walt listens to prayers and platitudes his tightly controlled wrath begins to emanate from his core in a low, feral growl. (Although his ire is understandable, it is surely improbable that his two sons, however strained their relationships with their old man, would let their sulky children come to their grandmother’s funeral dressed as slobbishly and sluttily as this clan are. The granddaughter who blatantly can’t wait for him to die so she can get his car even sends text messages during the funeral.)
Walt is a decorated Korean War veteran and retired auto worker at the Ford plant where he helped assemble the now-classic car he keeps in pristine condition in his garage. The car and his old dog Daisy seem to be the only things left in the world he cares to talk to. Mostly he fills his days with DIY, when he isn’t sitting on the porch swigging beer and grumpily surveying the rundown Detroit neighbourhood he considers blighted by the influx of immigrants and multiple ethnicities. It doesn’t seem to have occurred to him that they have been as betrayed by the promise of the American Dream as he feels he has been. The family next door are Hmong, the hill people from Laos and Vietnam who were persecuted and finally allowed to settle in the US because they aided the Americans during the Vietnam War. But Asians are all lumped together as ‘Chinks’ and numerous other nasty words to Walt, who has horrible memories of Korea and is mad as hell that one of his sons drives a Japanese SUV. The mild-mannered teenager next door, Thao (Bee Vang, bearing up beautifully in Eastwood’s aura), is under heavy pressure to join an Asian gang of thugs who coerce him to boost Walt’s Gran Torino. This is when they find out the ornery old coot is locked and loaded. When an ensuing contretemps between the gangbangers and shy, bookish Thao spills into Walt’s tidy garden, his dander really gets up. Trust us, when he tersely commands through gritted teeth, “Get... off...my... lawn,” only the dimmest offender would stick around. He doesn’t need his youth or even the gun to be as mean and tough as a man can be. He only has to turn up scowling and squinting to telegraph menace and the conviction he can back it up. “Ever notice how you come across somebody once in a while that you shouldn’t have messed with? That’s me.” The Hmong neighbours, pathetically grateful Walt has saved Thao’s bacon — not what he had in mind — press unwanted gifts on him and insist Thao do chores for him to make amends. Grudgingly Walt puts the kid to work, decides rather hilariously to “man him up” and thaws just a degree or two under the cheerful, confident chatter of Thao’s sassy, engaging sister, Sue (Ahney Her, who is a delight). He doesn’t get too chummy, mind, insisting on addressing Thao as “Toad” or “Eggroll”.
Walt’s an equal opportunity abuser. His extensive vocabulary of racial slurs and epithets includes words no-one outside the Aryan Nation has probably heard out loud for decades, and he’s not afraid to hurl them indiscriminately and with insane, death-wish insensitivity at any gangbanger, refugee, burglar or little old lady who crosses his path. He even publicly berates the persistent young priest (who promised Walt’s wife he’d put Kowalski right with Jesus and is incautiously determined to follow through) with an embarrassing sexual aspersion. When he confronts a group of young black wastrels hassling Sue, he nonchalantly offers them a greeting so gasp-inducing they are as disbelievingly thunderstruck as the audience. He shouldn’t be funny — and Eastwood keeps himself tightly in check, never allowing Walt to slip into anything close to nice, let alone charming — but he is, so awesome and awful and outrageous he’s the most fascinating misanthrope since Jack Nicholson’s homophobic misery-guts in As Good As It Gets.
In lesser hands this plot could have a tritely familiar air. It could very easily have dwindled into crude comedy or descended into an obvious sentimentality. But Eastwood the actor grabs you with his first growl and has you between his clenched teeth for the duration. Eastwood the director shapes the picture into another of his latter-day contemplations on violence, vengeance and racial tension in American culture, and a moving face-off with the prospect of death to boot. His direction is lean, clean and spare, with no fat and no sagging. It’s an extraordinary piece of work to have done back-to-back with Changeling — obviously smaller in budget and cast, much simpler in design, confined to a handful of settings, but just as meticulously, astutely executed.
Eastwood has also distilled into Walt Kowalski his life in films, the character and his distinctive way with a phrase a nod to every memorable hardass Eastwood has portrayed, from The Man With No Name and Harry Callahan to Will Munny. Walt is no Magnificent One, cleaning up the ’hood for the poor immigrants he’s taken to his awakened heart. Oh no. It flirts with that, but subtly, smoothly shifts gears from the Alf Garnett act and the odd-couple bonding bit into something more painful, affecting and meaningful with a totally unexpected twist that really is magnificent, befitting both the character and Eastwood’s career.
And do not rush off at the end. Anyone who vowed never to forgive Eastwood for his insecure song stylings in Paint Your Wagon will be startled into chuckling, affectionate submission at the end credits by the appropriateness of Clint’s gravelly delivery of the self-penned title track (co-written with son Kyle and Jamie Cullum).
Verdict Simply terrific, enormously watchable and an absolute must for all Eastwood fans. Gotta say it: this film will make your day.
Gran Torino:The 79 year old actor in the action drama that hovers around a mint vintage clunker , affirms his skills are still intact behind as well as front of the screen. Though the movie needs hammering at many places, its Client's charismatic performance which makes 'Gran Torino ' an engaging watch and something to be saved for re watch. Read my deatiled review here: http://www.filmwaves.in/2013/01/gran-torino.html ... More
gangsters were hardly gangsters. clint would have been shot half way thru the film when he points his gun finger at them. it seemed dated in that respect. lost all credit for me due to this poor stereotype view which it relied on as the source of provocation. enjoy if you like fairytales
That was a really good movie, so well told and so affecting.
I kept thinking about it the next day. I think I need to watch it again !
It really drew me in, a slow burner for sure with some sly laughs along the way - i didn't see the ending coming (Dunno why as I'm usually good at predicting the outcome of movies) and it really got under my skin. Clint makes movies how they should be made, damn good storytelling. Five stars ***** ... More
Gran Torino was dissapointing. Some poor performances from supporting cast. The whole thing was too slow and the whole film had a dull, grey tint to it which did get on my nerves. Not quite slick enough, although that might have been the point given the film was labelled as 'Clint's fairwell piece'. For some reason, I still enjoyed this - but it doesn't stand up to films such as 'Harry Brown' which is far better and is only a debut! I can only give Gran Torino...
6/10 ... More
L: Edward Nygma
lol Well I don't mind Westerns, if they're good! Unforgiven looked great but for me it felt very, I dunno, by numbers in many ways. Forced even. The story I felt was a bit "bleh", I didn't really care what happened to anyone. And that bit where the guy pisses his pants always irritates me because...he's a grown man!!! Who pisses their pants post 5 years old and pre 90 years old? Clint and Hackman were great though, especially the latter, I'll give the fi... More
L: Edward Nygma
lol Well I don't mind Westerns, if they're good! Unforgiven looked great but for me it felt very, I dunno, by numbers in many ways. Forced even. The story I felt was a bit "bleh", I didn't really care what happened to anyone. And that bit where the guy pisses his pants always irritates me because...he's a grown man!!! Who pisses their pants post 5 years old and pre 90 years old? Clint and Hackman were great though, especially the latter, I'll give the film that. Unforgiven... More
song at the end? SONG AT THE FUCKIN' END????!!!! cant help you, pal. i ran out of the cinema with such force and urgency, i took 2 fire doors and an usherette with me. it's something to do with jamie (Surrey dinner party music) cullum, no? christ, if id stayed for the credits, i think i'd av bitten my wrists . . . . . . and ankles ... More
lol Well I don't mind Westerns, if they're good! Unforgiven looked great but for me it felt very, I dunno, by numbers in many ways. Forced even. The story I felt was a bit "bleh", I didn't really care what happened to anyone. And that bit where the guy pisses his pants always irritates me because...he's a grown man!!! Who pisses their pants post 5 years old and pre 90 years old? Clint and Hackman were great though, especially the latter, I'll give the film that. Unforgiven's fine, it's a decent... More
Unforgivable! unless you dont much favour Westerns. No, hang about, I dont much favour Westerns, so what the Ned-lynching, whore slicing, Hackman stunning, cowboy whipping HELL are you commin' from, son . . . . ? sorry, im just twatting with you. not seen "play misty"? sniff a gusset and go seek ... More
im sure you are a hard working fella, and was too tired to recall, firstly unforgiven, the finest oscar winner in my lifetime, and, of course, play misty for me (fatal attraction can sniff its gusset . . . . and i LOVE fatal attraction) ... More
L: empire No. 1
you got it in a nutshell. and why did clint hate his grandaughter so much? cos she asked for his fucking sofa? so a stranger breaking into your property deserves a mouth-watering classic motor, but your typical, nieve teenage flesh and blood deserves nothing but growling distain and to be ignored in your will? and WE are supposed to internally cheer? fuck me, clint, you got this wrong
hat's true, I forgot about the grandaughter thing.
I love Clint as an actor but hi... More
you got it in a nutshell. and why did clint hate his grandaughter so much? cos she asked for his fucking sofa? so a stranger breaking into your property deserves a mouth-watering classic motor, but your typical, nieve teenage flesh and blood deserves nothing but growling distain and to be ignored in your will? and WE are supposed to internally cheer? fuck me, clint, you got this wrong ... More
I wonder if Clint purposely hired some of the worst actors ever around him so that he would shine in comparison...
I like the premise of Gran Torino but the way it was done was just...I don't know you could tell an old man was directing it, lets just say that. In a nutshell, It was kinda like...
"Get off my lawn punk, I hate you and your kiiiiind...grrrr..."
"But I've been working as your personal slave and gave you Asian food...and beer!"
"You're right kid, you're alright...urrr.... More
Finished it today. Hope Eastwood does make it his last film as an actor, it's a great way to go out. He was very good in it. Everyone else was terrible from an acting standpoint but i think maybe he did that on purpose as it amplified anything he did. Saw what the third act would be a mile off so yeah maybe it's a bit predictable but i enjoyed every minute of it.
4 out of 5.
Must say, I was disappointed by this movie and this coming from someone whose love of everything Eastwood does borders on idolatry.
Up until the last five minutes of the film I was overlooking the terrible acting from some of the supporting cast many of whom I'm assuming had never done any screen acting before (and it showed) and I was all ready to leave thinking it was a good, solid Clint film.
But, then came the ending ...
**** SPOILERS AHEAD ****
The whole point about wha... More
I think that the Empire review falls short of stating just how good this is. Gran Torino is the movie business at its peak by one of the all-time legends of the industry. How this film was not given the Best film oscar escapes me. ... More