Be it through memoir or Instapoetry, McConaughey pushes an ethos of learning to take your hands off the wheel.
The bad thing, though, is that he obviously wrote it himself and seems certain that in addition to being a memoirist he’s also a certified motivational speaker and, worse, a poet. A great thing about Greenlights is that the persona never sounds like a put-on. The world is on fire, but he has got you he’s our mindful-breathing Brando. McConaughey’s self-effacing slacker-cool attitude, which lets him casually drop a few thousand on the hapless Buffalo Bills in the Super Bowl, has made him an ideal masculine movie hero for our anxious moment.
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