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...rather than using this event as an opportunity to thicken the plot and deepen the intrigue, the Coens carry on at the same pitch as before. As a result, the audience is left with a mild sense of shock, rather than horror, when the body count reaches a staggering climax. Stylistically, “Burn After Reading” adheres to the Coens’ aesthetic of long, panning shots that span the length of entire scenes. But “Burn After Reading,” which takes place in and around Washington, D.C., forces the brothers to deal...
...manages that. Voight, navigating some dreadful dialogue, doesn't make a misstep; Norton executes his usual business of revealing little but threatening plenty; and Ehle, her head shaved as a cancer patient, deftly underplays her function of providing the poignant feminine touch. But by the the movie's climax, which discards the standard sibling shootout for bare-knuckles barroom machismo, and throws in the instant insanity of a secondary character that nearly stokes a race riot, Pride and Glory has waived all rights to a dispassionate verdict. It's glum and goofy enough make to We Own the Night...
...adaptation of the Cormac McCarthy novel about one man who steals $2 million in drug money and another man, or monster, who chases him. Both characters were resourceful in the tradition of Hollywood heroes and villains; neither one blithered. The plot carefully built its tensions right up to a climax that confused a lot of viewers--but that too showed fidelity of the film to its source novel. The Coens' entente with genre conventions earned Oscars for Best Picture, Screenplay and Supporting Actor (for Javier Bardem as the pursuer). Those mulish brothers had proved they knew how to play...
...suspiciously nosed my rented Corolla over the one-lane, open-grate bridge that crosses the Redbank River in Climax, Pennsylvania, two thoughts came to mind. First: is this thing going to hold? Second: if it doesn’t, when the locals fish a mangled car with New Hampshire license plates and a trunk full of Harvard College Library books out of the river, what the hell will they think I was doing here...
...these lightly-traveled roads tugs at the imagination like a vortex. Back in New England, our placenames are imported from Old England or cribbed from indigenous tongues. Here, rural idiosyncrasy spattered the map with enough wild suggestions to drive the amateur adventurer on a thousand elliptical side trips. Near Climax is Distant. A bit south are Muff and Echo. Elsewhere, places like Oil City, Coal Township, and Lumberville hint at vanished economic powerhouses. A few of these names belong to town centers equipped with American Legion halls and post offices. Most just indicate lonely crossroads...