

And that's just a shame, because she is absolutely incredible and proves it once again in this movie with a layered, nuanced and beautifully angry performance as this hardened woman who seeks justice for her daughter's rape/murder by putting up three billboards putting Chief Willoughby on blast for not making any arrests in her daughter's case after seven months. Another well deserved Academy Award win for an actress that, quite frankly, I think a lot of us sleep on. I suppose it's not fair to talk about this movie and, quite frankly, not mention the absolutely amazing performance from France McDormand.

That's not to say that I don't think Rockwell didn't deserve to win it for this movie, as he was fantastic in his portrayal of a troubled and violent cop, but in a way I think it's also to make up for not giving him that nomination for Seven Psychopaths. Like, seriously, watch Rockwell in Seven Psychopaths and tell me how he DOESN'T, at the very least, deserve a nomination. Hell, he was even snubbed of a NOMINATION. You don't know how fucking great this guy was. Having said that, I felt that Rockwell was snubbed of an Oscar for his performance in Seven Psychopaths.

There's very few actors I can say that for, at least in my own case. He's one of those guys that I can watch in absolutely anything and I would be fine watching it because Sam Rockwell is in it. The thing about Sam is that, regardless of what type of role he has to play, he always delivers consistently great performances, even if the movie ends up being absolute shit. Sam Rockwell isn't at that truly elite level, but he's only a few slight notches below that. And I really don't mean this as an insult, because I'm comparing him to, say, someone like a Daniel Day-Lewis, whose dedication to his craft and the characters he inhabits have made him the best I've ever seen. I don't wanna say this without sounding like I'm insulting him, but he's also not one of the best actors I've ever seen. Sam Rockwell is one of my favorite actors, personally. In the old days we called it a low blow.I always seem to start these reviews with a bit of an aside and this aside will focus on Sam Rockwell. That’s only one sample of the movie’s allegedly transgressive humor. Mildred responds by kicking her below the belt. At one point a young woman throws a piece of garbage at her car. If Ebbing had a female population of even, say, 50, wouldn’t most of these women want a murderer caught? Yet McDonagh keeps grinding away at the fact that nearly all the locals loathe Mildred for her take-charge attitude. Mildred seems to be one of only a few women in this town. And even though Three Billboards is intended as a wry cartoon, not a realist tract, it still hangs by a precarious plot thread. This is life in a small American town as viewed by someone who seems to have spent no more than a few drive-through minutes in one. He canters through the movie breezily, and it deflates when he exits.īut Three Billboards is more arch than it is truly smart. Still, McDormand’s no-vanity performance is fun to watch, and Harrelson is terrific too. This is what, in writer’s workshops, is generally called a well-rounded, fascinating character, though it’s really just a belabored one. She says what she thinks, and it’s usually not so nice. Mildred favors one-piece workman’s wear her haircut looks to have been self-inflicted with a Flowbee.
