#1
Posted: 1/8/08 at 11:46am
Boy, this film is a tough one to dissent about. Let's face it, it's just not cool in any quarter not to love this movie. But the unrelenting, unexplained, improbably sadistic MO of the creature (not exactly a character, any more than Michael Meyers is a character) who drives the Coen Brothers film just alienated me in extreme and totally left me disconnected from all the accolades. The film's combo of bleak terrain, nihilstic behavior and drily humorous homespun tweaks at every bloody turn just feels too cynical for even these dark times. I saw a lot of talent, wit, and technical brilliance in service of something neither tragic nor in any way illuminating. From the minute the Brolin character wanders into a grand guignol-esque crime scene in the desert and behaves as no human being in my experience would ever behave ... I knew I was going to resist the film's cold-blooded pull. If the whole point of the film is to burrow deep inside the Tommy Lee Jones character's traumatized pov about the violent nature of our culture ... then why the hell do we sit there laughing our heads off at Badem's murderous antics? Watching him measure human life in a coin toss is just sooooo chic, isn't it? And more often than not have to execute the poor gambler? Oooh, what dramatic irony, what a fable for our times. Count me out.
And take me back to OH BROTHER.
And take me back to OH BROTHER.
"I'm a comedian, but in my spare time, things bother me." Garry Shandling
Updated On: 1/8/08 at 11:46 AM