Wound up watching this (for the sixth time) after feeling glum about the Iowa results. In this film, Scarlett Johanson plays a piano sonata — and that’s pretty much what the Coens have done with their film. It works more on an emotional level than on a story level. People are mixed on this film, but I am floored by it. Foolish of me to watch anything Coens-written while I’m trying to muster energy to work on a screenplay. They sure do have a knack, don’t they?