Clint Eastwood

as a director, he doesn't so much tug on your heartstrings as rip them out of your chest and slap you across the face with them, screaming "DO YOU FEEL THAT?? WELL, DO YOU, PUNK?!. And all you can do is cower in the corner, weeping and hoping he goes away soon.

That is why I will probably not go see The Changeling.