Gran Torino

2000

Director: Clint Eastwood

Distributor: Warner Brothers

Key Elements: Story – Lines – Characters – Message – Symbolism – Music

My Review:

When this movie ended, my friends and I were speechless.

It’s dark. Really dark. But it's good writing and great acting.

But the best part is how it illustrates the Gospel.

[Spoiler]

Eastwood’s character lets himself get shot, knowing that his sacrifice will draw the attention of witnesses. This ensures that the gang attacking his friends will be arrested – the most decisive victory he can have over them.

His sacrifice frees his friends from the gang, satisfies justice, and incidentally gives his friend a new car. It reflects the way Jesus’ sacrifice frees us from sin, satisfies God’s law, and provides us with new life. Eastwood's body is even laid out as though on a cross ...with blood prominantly shown on his hands of all places (nail marks).

Amazing movie!

And listen to Eastwood’s song at the end.

Trailer:

Quotes:

• Ever notice how you come across somebody once in a while you shouldn't have fucked with? That's me.
• Get off my lawn!
• You should quit. Those things are bad for you.
  - Yeah? So's being in a gang.
• Take these three items, some WD-40, a vice grip, and a roll of duct tape. Any man worth his salt can fix almost any problem with this stuff alone.
• Get me another beer, Dragon Lady!
• What was it like to kill someone?
  - You don't want to know.
• You're a good man.
• You know, Thao and Sue are never going to find peace in this world as long as that gang's around.
• What are you gonna do, Walt?
  - Whatever it is, they won't have a chance.
• And I'd like to leave my 1972 Gran Torino to... my friend... Thao Vang Lor. On the condition that you don't chop-top the roof like one of those beaners, don't paint any idiotic flames on it like some white trash hillbilly, and don't put a big, gay spoiler on the rear end like you see on all the other zipperheads' cars. It just looks like hell. If you can refrain from doing any of that... it's yours.

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