Ironically, Clint Eastwood is as condescending of Jewell as the bureaucrats he despises.
There are no real supplements on this disc, but Eastwood’s eccentric and moving film speaks quite well for itself.
The film finally ends up souring its perspective on responsibility with a hardened take on the limits of the American dream.
A Fistful of Dollars uses American myths as fodder for a visionary director’s formalist carnival.
The 1967 omnibus film The Witches still manages to cast a spell at times, owing to the contributions of its talented cast and crew.
The evocative, perhaps purposeful awkwardness of The 15:17 to Paris alternates with ordinary awfulness.
Eastwood’s Unforgiven brought the revisionist revenge film into the 1990s and, by extension, the 21st century.
Sully presses the case that the complexity of the human condition distracts us from the pure dignity of a noble act.
Eastwood’s visceral, divisive war film receives a top-shelf A/V presentation, but skip the dull puff pieces masquerading as supplements.
It grips the audience with its sense of hypnotic silence, which carries suggestions of what might be termed politically apolitical pragmatism.
However messy this overextended and oddly compelling work feels from moment to moment, the end result evokes the life of working artists without sentimentality or undue grandeur.
One of Clint Eastwood’s best films comes to high-def with an aggressively scrubbed image that robs it of some of its beauty.
The auspicious debut of one of the decade’s best directors arrives on Blu-ray with its intimate majesty impeccably preserved.
The Dead Pool plays like a greatest-hits collection of Dirty Harry movie elements.
A self-described “down-east liberal,” Stoehr is all too aware of the irony that the foreword to Ride, Boldly, Ride was written by Eastwood.
We scrounged up an eclectic selection, boasting the likes of Clint Eastwood, Carl Weathers, Warren Beatty, and Eminem.