Anton Chigurh, the assassin in No Country for Old Men, has three deadly weapons at his disposal, and he uses each one with such calculating dispatch that you’ll be hard pressed to find a creepier and more competent villain in any movie, ever.
The first weapon is a cattle gun, which doesn’t actually look like a gun at all. Carrying around an air canister and attached hose, Chigurh uses it to both kill people and blow out door locks. The second is a shotgun with a silencer. The third weapon? The scariest haircut you’ve ever seen.
According to Wikipedia, it’s known as a pageboy: “It involves straight hair hanging to below the ear where it usually turns under. Often there is a fringe (bangs) in the front.” It’s a style associated with old English pages, or servants. Now, it’s associated a homicidal maniac.
The only person Anton Chigurh serves is his internal psychopath. Hired to recover money that was lost in a drug deal gone awry, Chigurh seems less interested in money or finer points of his job description than with stalking and killing. In fact, I think he’d take any job provided it gave him an excuse to do those two things.
No Country for Old Men, made by the Cohen brothers, is an adaptation of Cormac McCarthy’s 2005 novel of the same name. Like many of McCarthy’s stories, there’s a lot of violence, an unglamorous western landscape, and an assortment of taciturn characters.
The movie is unlike typical Cohen brothers movies, however. There is very little humor, for one thing. And there is no soundtrack—nothing but contextual sounds of
That’s not to say I didn’t like it—I did. But it’s sort of unsettling to enjoy a movie that’s so dark …
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