Ahh, villains. Villains are generally my favorite part of any given film. And, of course, I have to give the Coen brothers some serious props for their excellent movie villains. They are cunning, devious, and pure evil. If I were an evil villain (a status I hope to achieve someday), I would be honored to have a part in a Coen Brothers film because it would be a testimony to the level of my absolute evil-ness. And my bad-assness. And my harcore-osity. Which would be excellent. Anyways, not a single villain in any of the Coens' movies is disappointing. We have good old Leonard Smalls, terrifying on sight. Between the beard, the super badass Harley, the disgustingly flattened nose, the extreme ammunition, and the tendency to shoot small defenseless animals, he is a force to be reckoned with. My only problem with Smalls was his voice. Yikes. Super nasal, super unintimidating. Luckily his appearance (especially the baby booties attached to his belt) made up for it. Almost. Moving on to Carl and Gaear. Carl, while an excellent villain, kind of sucked at life. It didn't help that he looked absolutely ridiculous. Especially after he got shot in the face. Gaear, on the other hand, was the epitome of the pure evil villain. Hardly speaking, his very presence has the power to strike fear and discomfort into the minds of the audience. As his body count continues to grow, Gaear really fleshes out exactly what it means to be a villain. If only he had a little pointy moustache to twirl. Although that might have ruined it. I can't really imaging the wood chipper scene with a moustache. Ah well. Finally, we have good old Anton Chigurh. Again, pure evil. Fairly sociopathic. Kind of a beast, and as such intimidating. Not somebody you want to mess with. Or even see. Because he'll kill you. Wow. Anyway, once again we have a villainous killing machine. Chigurh feels no remorse for any death he has caused right up until the end of the film. Killing Carla Jean definitely throws him off a little bit, but in no way does that demean his level of villainy. If I was a super duper evil villain, I would love to be his protege. If he didn't kill me first.
