I recorded CRY MACHO a couple years ago from a free HBO weekend and then saw here many below-5-stars reviews, so thought it must really stink and never played it. Tonight my mom was having Steph-Curry-withdrawal symptoms because she had no Golden State Warriors game to watch, and I thought, "Well, she's also a huge Clint Eastwood fan so I'll start CRY MACHO," that neither of us had seen, half expecting both of us would want to turn it off within the first 20 minutes. But it drew us both in. It does have some long conversations in dark light (among the complaints here), but the conversations serve the story and reveal character, and Eastwood has always liked dark lighting, so that's nothing new (Eastwood once said that too many TV sitcoms are lit like stadiums). At the end we both said, "That was good." My low expectations might have increased my enjoyment (a cinematic version of "under promise and over deliver"), but even with no preconceptions I think I still would have liked it.
