I got this movie on a whim, in part because I am tired of seeing Americans turning into either fat blobs or pussies afraid of their own shadow (or worse, self-righteous morons who really think government is the answer to everything.
It's hard to sum up this movie so I will say just three things:
1. He weaves every possible American hard-ass self-made man image in as gracefully as it could be done.
2. He does for the hill people of Viet-Nam what Bride and Prejudice did for India but without the music, love, and dance.
3. The ending is spectacular–Eastwood's voice in the background, slow singing against a visual as the Gran Torino drives toward the future with its special passenger who inherited from the master. For this alone I would rent or buy the DVD.