I just saw the Brave One last night featuring Jodie Foster and Terrence Howard. I cringed through the whole movie. It starts off with a jaw dropping violent attack wherein Foster's fiance is beaten to death and she is beaten nearly to death in a shady part of Central park in the middle of the night. Next, the cinematography shows Foster's bloody body as they cut her clothes off to treat her, intersecting it with scenes of her making love to her fiance in a flashback. Naked bloody breast, then naked breast in love scene. They kept alternating between the two juxtaposing the medical strip down with the love scenes. I found it extremely disturbing. Foster awakes from her coma to realize her fiance is dead and promptly buys a gun. She then puts herself in risky situations and starts blasting "bad guys". The audience I was with loved it and sympathized with her character. I guess there is a lot of fear and anger about being fearful in the general populace of moviegoers. Yeah, let's all buy guns and start shooting each other; that will be a great development. The crowning cringe moment was when Terrence Howard, playing a detective investigating the vigilantism, figures out that it is Foster and goes to a scene where she is going to blast some more bad guys and intervenes by giving her his gun to use to shoot them so she won't get caught. The most disturbing theme that ran through the movie was the "cops don't get the job done becuase they are following the rules" so a vigilante has to kill the bad guys. Foster must be a very angry and fearful person to put these ideas out into the universe. What a horrifying development it would be if cops were given the message that they should just be judge and jury and start blasting people. When the movie was over, I felt sick.
I saw it too. I wanted MORE of Naveen and Terrance. I also wanted more humanity. It was interesting though. There were a few cringe and look away moments. There were a few laughs. There was a lot of popcorn, drink and milk duds. Woo hoo!
