leaning into 4. Haigh has a talent for striking gold on the tiniest hills (doesn't work as well on tv! but that's another essay). What this story has in higher stakes it loses in originality - the whole thing feels a bit too cute, the loneliness a bit manufactured. For the 20ish minutes it turns into L'Argent, I was in love.
An uncannily round view of America--both ugly and beautiful, tender and tough. You may read it as a portrait of masculinity in crisis as viewed by a fledgling young man. Or you can view it as a new kind of Western, at least partially so, and a road film that leaves the viewer plenty of space to roam and ruminate on. The horse is the soul.
A testament to Haigh’s uncanny ability to summon compassion in a world that feels devoid of it. Lean on Pete poses several challenges — which mostly appear in the form of emotionally stunted men — and forces us to confront how we do and don’t navigate toxicity. It’s a road trip movie, a coming of age story, and a parable at once. This is what men look like, what America looks like, but you can be gentler.