...and for that matter any human being.
Clint Eastwood's little masterpiece is filled with insights of human
nature and our dreams and how futile but nonetheless honorable
they are in most cases.
Watch out for many keys to understand low(er) class white Americans
and how music is one of the very best ways to bring them together
with, or at least closer to, African Americans. Without gospel, blues
and jazz - three styles developed by black people in the US during
the early 20th century - there would (arguably) be no country music and of
course no pop music (as it is today).
I am a musician and this little masterpiece certainly means a lot to
me and my colleagues all over the world.
This movie definitely is a metaphor of life and Clint Eastwood uses his second passion after cinema, music, as the
base but it contains so much more deep philosophy and homage
that I do not hesitate calling it a small masterpiece.
IMHO Honkytonk Man is for Clint Eastwood what Little Man Tate
(1991) is for Jodie Foster - only better, much better. Just think
about the fact that Clint went back (explained in a monologue) for
his skinny girl. After all he did love her.
It takes cojones to make a movie like that. Great work Mr.
Eastwood.
