I’m amazed to see how many people hate this movie. I don’t get it. If Jean-Luc Godard and the Coen Brothers ever collaborated on a film, it would look like this. You have to give props to a film that opens with a deluge of swearing and wraps up somewhere near an exchange of, “You can’t deal with my infinite nature can you?” “That is so not true.” I dunno. I guess some people just don’t get it. This movie is a scream. . .a little desultory, but a scream.
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OK, I’ll bite: what’s to get? I pretty much freed up all mental space occupied by this film right away, but remind me: what is it about? There were a few ok jokes, but the rest, as far as I was concerned, was blather.
Other than the (I think) funny premise of existential detectives, I found this movie’s worn ‘n weary attitude toward philosophical reflection amidst the sound and lights of the modern age to be quite unique. It is a funny movie and it jumps quite deftly from irony to actual feeling. But definitely a lot of post-modern ‘tude which, if it isn’t your bag, probably would get annoying after a while.