There is always an underlining ironical nuance in Frances McDormand’s characters and attitude to acting as if inside she is laughing at the absurdity of the world around us and the pettiness of the individuals that populate it. Her performance in Three Billboards will probably earn her all the top acting prizes and quite rightly so. This is a light hearted, heavy-weight drama and a vehicle for McDormand’s performing skills. She cuts a powerful figure as a mother demanding justice for the rape and murder of her teenage daughter. She acquires status and power with every minute rolling on screen and becomes this holier than thou figure who can almost literally get away with murder because she is the wronged one, she can and feels she has a duty to set the place on fire until justice is done. In her journey on screen she is surrounded by many interesting characters, the reflection of how stereotypical we all become in our perceived individuality. Amongst them all Sam Rockwell’s performance as a textbook violent racist cop, is quite extraordinary. The actor is getting a lot of flak because of the nature of his character, most definitely he will not get any prizes, he is a privileged white American male playing a despicable character, how could he in the current climate of perceived goodness? But this is exactly what makes Mr Martin McDonagh’s film so interesting to watch, the director is determined to remind us that there is nothing that is 100% good or 100% evil, humans are full of contradictions and capable of despicable actions while being surprisingly committed to leading a good life, like textbook boy scouts/girl guides. McDormand’s character is not a saint either, she has a cause to fight for and from her pedestal all means appear legitimate to reach her goal, justice for a daughter she had openly wished would get raped and murdered during a fight too many the day she stepped out of the door never to come back alive.