So, on the recommendation of many people who used to have artistic opinions I admired, I watched The Departed last night. I had a Windows Vista moment. As in “Wow”.
What a disturbing film. It was like the very worst violence of Scorsese combined with the very worst graphic violence of Tarantino. The Godfather with MORE blood and violence, if you can believe it.
I can honestly say that The Departed was the first movie I ever watched that left me feeling violated. I was shaky after watching it. I still feel weird about it, hours and hours later.
The night before we watched Babel, which was also a uniquely odd movie. It too had some minor scenes of violence, but compared to The Departed, it was a Disney flick.
And I’m not the kind of person to deride a film for being violent, even gratuitously so. I was just taken so off guard by The Departed.
I am not recommending this film to anyone. I didn’t really enjoy it, I didn’t see the point. Maybe I missed it. Maybe it was hiding behind the sprays of blood on the elevator wall. Or the sidewalk. Or the floor. Or the car door. Or the bucket of a front end loader.