Gran Torino

We watched that tonight. Good flick. Clint's character will be me in 30 years, only I won't have that "I killed gooks" edge of an excuse for being crabby. And I probably won't drink a lot. It's highly doubtful I'll own a Ford. I might own a gun by then. But the yelling at people I hate to get off my lawn? That'll totally be me.