No Country

Jenna and I went to see No Country for Old Men tonight, because we had heard it was playing, and that it was good. I haven't decided yet if it's going to grow on me or not. Maybe I'll know in a few weeks.
The one thing that will stand out to me over the next few days is that Javier Bardem's character (Anton Chugrin) is creepy. He is a psychopath who kills even if he doesn't have a logical reason (though the reason is logical enough to him). The hairstyle he sports doesn't help. A mustache would have put him over the top.
The Coen brothers certainly managed to keep their humor in what is a dark story. I found myself laughing at much of the dialogue. Not necessarily because it was comedic in itself, but because some of the conversations had a strange comedic value when held up alongside the violence.
Worth seeing? If you haven't, the DVD is coming out in a couple of weeks. If you don't like graphic violence, don't see it. My recommendation? I'll abstain from one either way; I'm still not sure.