The Assassination Of Jesse James By The Coward Robert Ford

un film lent şi foarte lung (2h:40m, lung cât titlul) despre ultimele luni din viaţa celui mai celebru tâlhar din america (cel puţin până atunci, în jur de 1880)... not much happening, dar realizat şi jucat foarte bine... încă un rol ciudat pentru Brad Pitt...

SPOILERS: la sfârşitul filmului Jesse James moare... ghiciţi cine îl împuşcă ?

enjoy this dialogue, cam ăsta e stilul filmului:

Ed Miller: I was with a girl once. Wasn’t a squaw, but she was purty. She had yellow hair, like uh... oh, like something.
Dick Liddil: Like hair bobbed from a ray of sunlight?
Ed Miller: Yeah, yeah. Like that. Boy, you talk good.
Dick Liddil: You can hide things in vocabulary.
Ed Miller: Maybe you and me could writer her a note, send it by post?
Dick Liddil: See, all you gotta do, Ed, is predict her needs and beat her to the punch.
Ed Miller: Well, this girl, she had a real specific job.
Dick Liddil: Specific?
Ed Miller: We’s only together once. She’s afraid of lightning. She came up into the wagon and just cuddled right up to me. She gave me a kind price, too.
Dick Liddil: Well I be! That is specific.
Ed Miller: Yeah, sure, she been with other people. But the kinds of things she said to me, people just don’t say unless they really mean it.
Dick Liddil: “My love said she would marry only me and Jove himself could not make her care, for what women say to lovers, you’ll agree, one writes on running water or air.”
Ed Miller: My God that’s good. Let’s write her that.
Dick Liddil: Naw. Poetry don’t work on whores.

good soundtrack by Nicu Grotă...

nota 8.50