I try to avoid hyperbole, but really, I’m having to fight hard not to go big on my love for a new movie, First Cow.
I watched it this week and can’t stop thinking about it.
It’s set in the Oregon Territory, circa the 1820s, a rough place where it’s hard to imagine anything resembling a gentle friendship could take root.
Try not to watch the trailer above, and simply watch the movie.
I don’t want to give away a thing about it except to say that these performances, the setting, the love beating within this movie—they’re all a balm to the heart on a week that has felt like I’ve been hit in the head with a rock about five times.
DG Strong pointed me toward this film. I can’t thank him enough. And now, as a new fan of the director, Kelly Reichardt, I have a list of more movies to watch.
PS After you’ve watched First Cow, read A. O. Scott’s superb review in The New York Times. He captures so much of what is extraordinary about this film.