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A pitch-perfect film about violence, death, greed, and hopelessness. Llewellyn Moss stumbles onto a briefcase full of money that brings him anything but good fortune. There are endless scenes of breathtaking cinematography and a poetic ending, which is a welcome change from the clear-cut Hollywood endings that I’ve seen too much of. The characters are endlessly interesting, most notably that of Anton Chigurh. What an enigma; he seems more like a machine or a ghost than an actual human being, and sometimes we think he might believe he is a spectre. This is a favorite movie of mine because of the atmosphere, the editing, the cinematography, the acting, the directing, the sound work… basically everything about this movie is as close to perfect as I’ve seen. This movie is not about the money, nor is it about Llewellyn. Nor is it about Anton. It is about principles, rules, and purposes that people give themselves to live by. It is about the fear of the unknown or the enigma; the incomprehensibility and stoicism of the universe. It is about unspeakable violence, and the idea that the “good ol’ days” were just as dire. That this horrible evil is out there, maybe not physically, but it has existed and will continue to exist until there is no one left to know or care.
