Mystic River

Eastwood's Mystic River

Three current box-office titans raise the question: How do you like your movie violence? As schlocky entertainment (the shamelessly gruesome Texas Chainsaw Massacre)? As cheeky art-house stylization (Quentin Tarantino’s Kill Bill-Vol. 1)? Or as profound moral inquiry? Leave it to Clint Eastwood to understand the Commonweal moviegoer and answer us with Mystic River, his somber study of life-and death-in Irish-Catholic Boston.


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About the Author

Rand Richards Cooper, one of Commonweal's film critics, is the author of two works of fiction, The Last To Go and Big as Life.