The first ever dose of the Coen brothers (Joel - direction, Joel & Ethan - writing).
With a pressing and heavy atmosphere, a common feature of most of their accomplishments (even in their comically tragic works), with their subtle ironies sprinkled here and there, and their very well chosen music, somewhat contrasting and excellently placed, this film manages to shine a new, surprising light over a popular topic, quite often used in many undeniably successful films.
The Coen brothers style is present everywhere. You have your representation of American Southern life (Texan in this case), a great variety of dodgy individuals for most characters (often quite ordinary people that do not excel by anything) whose action is somehow justified by the monologue at the beginning, you have your naive/innocent soul and the fatality of dirty choices, with a total lack of predictability, and the examples could go on. The connaisseurs know what I'm talking about.
It's the Coen brothers!
No one is perfect, no one is invincible, no one is fully good or fully bad, except for maybe one little lost and naive soul, who knows that it can't take it anymore, has had enough, who at crucial moments even manages to show some cold blood and tenacity, whose life choices are the catalyst of the entire plot, a soul that up until the last moment is fully unaware of the snowball effect of its release.
With a pressing and heavy atmosphere, a common feature of most of their accomplishments (even in their comically tragic works), with their subtle ironies sprinkled here and there, and their very well chosen music, somewhat contrasting and excellently placed, this film manages to shine a new, surprising light over a popular topic, quite often used in many undeniably successful films.
The Coen brothers style is present everywhere. You have your representation of American Southern life (Texan in this case), a great variety of dodgy individuals for most characters (often quite ordinary people that do not excel by anything) whose action is somehow justified by the monologue at the beginning, you have your naive/innocent soul and the fatality of dirty choices, with a total lack of predictability, and the examples could go on. The connaisseurs know what I'm talking about.
It's the Coen brothers!
No one is perfect, no one is invincible, no one is fully good or fully bad, except for maybe one little lost and naive soul, who knows that it can't take it anymore, has had enough, who at crucial moments even manages to show some cold blood and tenacity, whose life choices are the catalyst of the entire plot, a soul that up until the last moment is fully unaware of the snowball effect of its release.
An amazing cast, with Frances McDormand portraying the naive, excellent as always, with John Getz overworked by remorse and doubt, of few words but very expressive, with Dan Hedaya the ever morose and hostile, who has a fate that may seem even crueler than he deserved and with M. Emmet Walsh who's disgustingly believable.
This is a translation of an older post, see it here
This is a translation of an older post, see it here
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