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He's a heartbeat away from catching the killer
Still recovering from a heart transplant, a retired FBI profiler returns to service when his own blood analysis offers clues to the identity of a serial killer.
Gets better every time I watch it. An aging gunslinger western in the guise of a police procedural.
The passing of time and the changing of the guard (so to speak) are enacted by way of the central romance. Terry and Graciella court in the light of the setting sun, and visions of death (both inflicted and impending) bind them together through the night. The film is less ambivalent toward violence than, say, Unforgiven, but it's telling of Eastwood's concerns that the enactment of justice is passed from the hands of an old white man with a gun to an unarmed Latino woman.
It's not without its fair share of minimally silly technical flaws, but I have a special kind of fondness for Clint Eastwood's Blood Work. You see, I consider this film the one that sparked his late-career directorial surge of remarkable consistency that he would ride through an insane amount of awards seasons. It certainly isn't as good as some of his other films throughout the last decade, but it features a classic Clint type of role that he relishes sinking his teeth into, and the whodunit tale on display is one I was happy to get caught up in.
I suppose one could argue that his consistent streak started with Absolute Power at the end of the 90's, but I…
"Clint Eastwood's Blood Work is a refreshing reminder that Hollywood's young Turks can still learn a lesson from good old-fashioned craftsmanship."
Haha! Right! Eastwood has lost it and just when I thought he couldn't top the lousiness of his patriotism in Space Cowboys, he did. Blood Work is a project that still wants to show Eastwood as the ultimate bad-ass guy despite his age following the most formulaic elements of an average crime film. It disappoints, so my advice is to stay away.
I've had a Clint-tastic start to 2015, catching up on some of his lesser-known work. Blood Work would be included in that. This one quietly grossed $26M back in 2002 and I skipped it because, once again, I thought Clint was just too damn old to playing the role. At least in this one he almost drops dead of a heart attack at the start of the picture to establish weakness in his frail, old body. But it's not long before people are telling him he looks like crap when he just looks normal and he's doing forward rolls to dodge oncoming cars. The scenes contain a lot of eye-rolling moments where it was blatantly designed to fit a younger…
With the exception of Play Misty For Me, Blood Work is probably the closest Clint Eastwood has come to a slasher film, and it’s got a similarly bewildering, disorienting sense of space as his earliest masterpiece. In fact, given that Play Misty For Me was originally intended to be a serial killer film set in L.A., Blood Work perhaps makes most sense as the first great film Eastwood never made, creating quite a melancholy, elegaic tone – Eastwood plays Michael Connelly’s popular FBI agent Terry McCaleb, who, at the end of his novel cycle, ends up committing suicide. In this part of the story, though, he’s recently retired, having suffered a heart attack (and received a heart transplant) while pursuing…
Much of the script seems tailor-made for Eastwood's usual interests—it's obvious why he chose it—but the film is a light affair overall. It doesn't feel like he failed to engage the material so much as he avoided doing so in the first place, as if he knew there was no hope in aggrandizing the story's sillier bits.
Still, his typically clean mise en scène (this time including some especially graceful Steadicam shots) is always a joy to watch.
One of the ones Eastwood did to keep the business ticking over. An unambitious thriller, it’s diverting enough without ever being that interesting or convincing. There is one of those tricky serial killers on the loose – and I guessed who it was going to be not because I cleverly analyzed the clues but because there was a reasonable Hollywood player in a minorish role, so it had to be him. Ten years previously in Unforgiven Eastwood had acknowledged his aging and the slowing down of the action hero: hearing this was about an ex-cop who has a heart transplant, I presumed it was also about age. But it isn’t. At the beginning Eastwood is a cop – a very…
a thriller from a "not so good movies" period of clint's career (after unforgiven and before million dollar baby). eastwood has an undeniable charisma that makes a difference as the story and even directing are at best mediocre. Blood work will do like a single watch movie, but clint has much better pics to his name...
The story is interesting, but after the first 20-30 minutes I already knew who is the killer and what is his motivation.
Another murder mystery movie, suspense continue till the end...but I expect more
After spending so long trying to find the right balance of critical and commercial success and finally acheiving belated recogniton for Unforgiven, Clint Eastwood then spent a decade largely frittering it away with a series of unchallenging vehicles that could have rolled off the Malpaso production line 25 years before without looking out of place.
Blood Work was the last, a generic crime thriller about a maverick former FBI officer scratching an old serial killer itch. Clint does his usual later-career gravelling and griping and is good value but we've seen it all before and the plot itself is bland, and I can't work out if the twist was surprising or if the stodginess had just dulled my attention.
However, the film did serve a good purpose - aside from his glorious lap of honour in Gran Torino, Eastwood dropped the double-duty of star vehicle and director from his repertoie and became a more focused film-maker.
Good suspense movie.
This movie will probably work for a lot of people, but I'm a huge fan of the author of the book this is based on, Michael Connelly. Therefore, it just doesn't work as well as the book, so I had a hard time getting into it.
Sérieux Clint, les séquences de rêves en négatif, c'est non... Méchant Clint!!!
Clint and Jeff Daniels.
Clint's getting too old for this shit. Jeff Daniels overacting "just a tad"... and by that I mean "a hell of a lot."
These are films that I've seen over the years that I've either liked or loved, but A LOT of people…
No he visto:
I haven't seen:
Play Misty for Me
High Plains Drifter
White Hunter Black Heart