saw: burn after reading
More masturbation than Oscar bait, this nevertheless cheerful Coen brothers wank (until it reliably segues toward their trademark violence and paranoia) is so arch, and the various and multitalented performers so on the wavelength of that weirdness with their every odd line reading and subtle one-point-five-take reactions that unless one can also subscribe to that frequency, the whole po-mo throwback clever-serviceable trifle may bounce right off one's perceptual atmosphere, so shallow is the angle of entry. But I enjoyed it: in one eyeball and out the other. Laughs were plentiful. Grade: B