Scorsese is on FIRE in "The Departed"
This should really go on The Blog, but screw it.
Jesus, the cars couldn't go fast enough on the way home. "The Departed" is a sharp jab to the sternum, an adrenaline rush that certainly has no equal in that regard this year, and I'd venture saying no film has delighted this much in ruthless artistic agression in decades. This is the jolt the greats of the 70s were riding high on. And it's just too easy to say this is Marty's best movie since "Goodfellas."
I've got to go - I don't know - sedate myself or something. I fell 10 feet tall and as if minutes are going by like seconds. I'll dish out a review tomorrow, after my brain goes through its inevitable withdrawal this evening and I begin to make sense of the night during tomorrow's already approaching artistic hangover.
What a film.