I loved the character for a number of reasons, primarily because every slow boat to Hades needs a greedy Charon. But also because his continued presence — and the cost of that presence — was a cutting reminder of the limits of wealth. Throughout the 75 minutes, Walter kept insisting that all of his money was for his family. But as Flynn loudly established, they don't want it. (Flynn especially has every reason to reject his awful inheritance. Walt using his son's beloved Aunt Marie as bait was proof that the cancer still hasn't managed to penetrate his monstrous ego.) The barrel of blood money can buy almost anything, it seems: silence, loyalty, DIY chemotherapy, and an hour's worth of company. But it can't buy back what it cost Walt to earn it in the first place.
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Tuesday, September 24, 2013
Just So Much Top-Notch Stuff Out There Regarding "Breaking Bad" Lately
Can't possibly keep up with it all. Here's from a review of "Granite State":
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