No country for sissies

Texas, now that's a place where you can chill...except getting shot, there's not much to do.
Seriously, strange people with strange accents, sheriffs like we don't do any on this side of the pond, old trucks, Mexicans, the desert, guns, cowboy hats, guns, motels, dead people, more guns (those dead people don't appear for no reason...)
When you let Joel and Ethan Coen with a camera in a place like that, it gives you, No Country for old men, probably one of their best movies (arguably after Fargo), with the best baddy ever...chilling.
The story begins when Llewelyn Moss (Josh Brolin) finds a pickup truck surrounded by a sentry of dead men. A load of heroin and two million dollars in cash are still in the back. When Moss takes the money, he sets off a chain reaction of catastrophic violence that not even the law - in the person of aging, disillusioned Sheriff Bell (Tommy Lee Jones) - can contain. As Moss tries to evade his pursuers - in particular a mysterious mastermind who flips coins for human lives (Javier Bardem) - the film simultaneously strips down the American crime drama and broadens its concerns to encompass themes as ancient as the Bible and as bloodily contemporary as this morning's headlines. A must see!