Haven't watched a lot of Clint Eastwood films before, but must say I liked this one. The plot is nothing special, but Clint Eastwood as a director brings a certain bleak, brooding, depressing mood/atmosphere to the movie.
Mystic River is about three boys (Jimmy, Sean, and Dave), whose lives are forever changed when Dave was abducted by pedophiles posing as police officers. Dave managed to escape, but he never recovered psychologically from the trauma. The friends drifted apart - Jimmy became a petty thief, Sean became a homicide detective, while Dave simply bummed around. All this time, they wonder, what if, what if. One day, Jimmy's daughter was found murdered. Sean was assigned to the case. Dave is the prime suspect because he came home late that night all bloodied up and muttering about having killed a mugger. His wife had her doubts because nothing was ever mentioned about that incident in the papers. She later spilled the beans to Jimmy. Unable to wait for Sean's investigation to produce the murderer, he took matters into his own hands and together with the Savage Brothers, forced a confession out of Dave. Dazed and drunk and confused, Dave confessed and was promptly knifed and shot to death.
The day after, Sean tells Jimmy that they've found the culprit. Dave did kill somebody that night, but it was a pedophile he caught raping a young boy, not Katie. But it was all too late. If only Dave's wife had more faith in him. A lost childhood and an aborted adulthood. Such a tragedy.
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