I saw the Coen brothers’ new movie last night, No Country For Old Men. They’ve made another smart, twisted crime thriller in the spirit of Blood Simple and Fargo, but this one is grittier and better than both. Ok, maybe not better than Fargo, but definitely on the same level. Or close. Close to Fargo–let’s put it that way.

That should be enough for you to see it, but if you plan on going, know that the movie’s not for the faint of heart. It’s violent and bloody, often in ways that made me cringe and look away from the screen, but never so much that it felt like it didn’t belong there. This is a guy’s movie, through and through. Almost all the characters are men, real men who carry guns and don’t moisturize.

It’s a chase movie. A man-of-few-words cowboy, Llewelyn Moss (Josh Brolin, lower left), finds a lot of money. He’s hunted by two men: a scary-as-fuck psychopath, Anton Chigurh (Javier Bardem, top) and Tommy Lee Jones (playing himself as a Sheriff in 1980 rural Texas, lower right.) I haven’t been a big fan of Jones’ for a long time (probably since The Fugitive), but I wil say that he’s waited his entire career to play this role, and he does it brilliantly. Definitely worth a peek.

If I had to guess, the Coens’ next one will be a light comedy.