I am a temprano, an early riser, a good time to read or write. But the other morning after getting up very early, I watched "Los Tres Entierros de Melquiades Estrada" ("The Three Burials of Melquiades Estrada") for the third or fourth time. I have written briefly about the movie before. I said then that while I enjoyed "No Country For Old Men" by the Coen brothers, "The Three Burials...." is the better movie. Tommie Lee Jones directed and starred in "Three Burials.." Jones's movie is not about the wild violence that Cormac McCarthy writes about in his novels like No Country for Old Men; Jones's movie captures how the endless political and cultural warfare that some think of as a sideshow in the circus of everyday life has become the main show, dragging more and more of us into its endless center ring dramas.
In the movie, Barry Piper plays Mike Norton, a new agent in the Van Horn, Texas Border Patrol station. Norton is frozen and closed off to everyone around him. He is far from home; he tells the mobile home salesman that Border Patrol agents are always far from home. He buys the home and in the next scene in his newly purchased manufactured home, after asking what's for supper he casually pulls his wife's panties down and takes her from behind at the kitchen counter while she watches a soap opera on the small counter television.
This marriage is just about as joyless and temporary as the manufactured home they just bought.
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