While We're at It, No Country for Old Men was Superb

The movie was beautiful. Tommy Lee Jones was such a wistfully sad and pitifully pathetic character. The psychopathic assassin was handsomely witty, his deep, mysterious Spanish accent topping off his darkly macabre performance. "Unstoppable evil" returns in full force indeed; there is nothing anyone can do to stop him and his captive bolt pistol. Gloriously suspenseful and ceaselessly profound, this movie deserved those Oscars.

See, here's the thing: this movie was real and it felt real. Juno felt like a Fisher-Price toy.