Spectacular. When I read the book I stated that it was my least favorite of Cormac McCarthy’s, but that it might make a great movie. The Coen brothers certainly make a great movie. I think it might be impossible to decide who is more responsible for how great a film this is, McCarthy for the source, or the Coen brothers for their handling of it. This is a rare case where I think the film makes it an even better story than the author did. The sheriff (detective stand-in) is even more helpless and ineffective in the movie than he was in the book. This is aided by the fact that the Coen brothers dispense of the puzzle of how the victims are being killed almost immediately, by showing us. So the detective isn’t really working on any real world mystery at all other than insurmountable question of evil. The evil and violence is so perfectly treated. The “bad guy” shows up on screen and without doing anything he fills you with true dull dread, and the knowing that he won’t go away. In the novel I got too caught up in Moss and his dilemma, and when he died midway I was left without a connection to the story. In the movie, however, I completely engaged with the Sheriff, and could see more of the indictment of Moss that is there in both versions.