Eastwood’s star power was first showcased in Sergio Leone’s Spaghetti Westerns in the 60s. Glaring from beneath the brim of his hat, the Man With No Name was a mythic figure, cut from the same cloth as all classic heroes of the past, but with the modern acknowledgement that heroes could also be killers. Eastwood modernized his persona as Dirty Harry on the mean streets of San Francisco. And it led, eventually, to his most convincing performance yet in Gran Torino, when he was 78. When he growled, you best get off his lawn.