Clint Eastwood (89) isn't at the peak of his career anymore, but he needs no instructions in how to tell a good story.
We are one step closer to the last film by Clint Eastwood. Not because the legendary actor and director will be ninety at the end of May but because American cinemagoers did not show up for Richard Jewell. That is quite bizarre because even though the film is not absolutely brilliant, it is certainly not bad. In this foray, the exceptionally efficient director of Unforgiven and Million Dollar Baby comes to the defence of a certain Richard Jewell.
By acting quickly and decisively, this somewhat pudgy, oafish, but diligent security agent prevented a bomb attack from causing dozens of casualties during the Olympic Games in Atlanta in 1996. Instead of being showered in glory and medals, he was showered with shit. A local journalist and unthinking FBI agent framed him as the prime suspect. By the time the misunderstanding was cleared up, the media storm had all but destroyed his life.