Blood Work kept me captive. 
      Unlike almost every other film that I see, there wasn’t one dry spot in 
      this movie; I was never bored watching it. Despite the failed direction 
      attempts by Eastwood, he and Jeff Daniels acting was top-notch. Even 
      though not of the same style that the academy prefers, if it was up to me 
      they would be Oscar nominated. This movie had no plot holes, horrible 
      acting, or annoying soundtrack; the direction was its one and only error. 
      Because of the shaky and off-beat camera-work caused by this reckless 
      aspect of filmmaking, I must take off half of a bucket. But on a more 
      positive note, I still highly recommend it.
           After a 
      heart-attack, Terry McCaleb played by Clint Eastwood, an investigator for 
      the FBI is forced into retirement because of his condition after receiving 
      an organ transplant. After all of the chaos, everything is well and he is 
      even enjoying life off the job despite his bizarre love for it until a 
      woman confronts him when he comes home to his ever-prized boat in which he 
      lives on. She demands that he looks into a case, even though he is without 
      an independent investigatory license, and most importantly would rather 
      not. She doesn’t offer him any money, but proceeds to tell him that the 
      heart he received in transplant surgery was that of her sister; and the 
      only reason that he was able to receive it was because she was the victim 
      of a shooting in a convenience store. Though McCaleb doesn’t want to take 
      the case, he feels that it is obligatory to. After looking into it, he 
      finds some very shocking facts about the strange killer.
           As I 
      said before, Clint Eastwood and Jeff Daniel’s performances were of the 
      purest of quality, and in my opinion of Oscar worthiness. Clint was 
      wonderful in his role, partially because the screenplay treated him as the 
      old guy that he is. In the first scene he jumps two fences and almost 
      outruns a twenty year old criminal; thankfully afterward he has a heart 
      attack. The film-makers let Eastwood be Eastwood in action, but they were 
      able to combine the plot with the right dose of reality excelling his 
      ability to perform. Jeff Daniels was also superb. To my surprise it wasn’t 
      weird to see him in a serious movie on a count of his role in Dumb and 
      Dumber because his character was of the same comedic nature. He used 
      just the right amount of comedy allowing him to combine it with a small 
      dose of psychotics (I won’t give away where the psychotics come into 
      play). The single person whose acting I disliked was Anjelica Huston’s, 
      she was horribly suited fore her  role.
           The 
      only downside to this high-class thriller was the mediocre direction. 
      Clint Eastwood is an actor, not a director. Every movie he has directed 
      has been brought down by the awkward positioning and a constantly moving 
      camera; faults on his part. The direction in Blood Work just made me sick; 
      the camera-work was too shaky, full of movement, and out of place. If they 
      were to hire a different director than Clint, letting him focus on acting 
      ability, this would’ve been a flawless four-bucket movie. Sadly, I must 
      take off of the total grade because of this very recognizable error.
              
      Blood Work is an adrenaline rush that kept me on the edge of my seat 
      and never bored. Clint Eastwood and Jeff Daniels put on two very worthy 
      performances that shall be remembered in the Oscar race. Though it 
      contains some shaky direction, it is still a very good film. If you want 
      an extremely pure, first-rate thriller than go and see Blood Work 
      now!
      
      -Danny, Bucket Reviews