This was a hollywood movie that hired the Coens. Too many non-Coen hands on it to make it the quirky style of film we’ve come to know and love.
But ain’t Cathrine Zeta-Jones a honey??
I thought it was fantastic. I missed several lines because there was so much laughter in the theater – despite the fact that there were only eight people in it. I think it’s the funniest film I’ve seen in years.
Bruiser: Wheeeze. Wheeeze. Wheeeze. [uses inhaler] Wheeeze. Wheeeze.
Miles: Are you Wheezy Joe?
I also loved the bit where one of Marilyn’s gold-digger friends was compaining that her husband was so careful in his philandering and the other gold-digger friend gagged on her drink.
–Cliffy
Jennifer Jason Leigh + an accent = intolerable cruelty.
Good flick; not up to the Coens’ usual standard but entertaining nontheless. My biggest problem was that the opening scene with Geoffrey Rush (who didn’t have much to do) outstayed its welcome.
Is it better or worse than Hudsucker? Hard to say: I’m prejudiced against Hudsucker because I hate idiot man-child movies. 