Hail, Caeser directed by the Coen Brothers
There are good Coen Brothers movies and annoying Coen Brother movies. In a rare feat, some manage to step toes in both categories.
Hail, Caeser has it’s ass squarely in the annoying category.
The previews pretty much sum up the plot. George Clooney is a star actor who is abducted in a convolutedly boring plot that is more a setup for visuals rather than entertainment, humor, or intrigue. In many ways, it reminded me of Burn After Reading and a little of Barton Fink (without the cerebral ending).
Like with many Coen Brother films today, critics and reviewers are too afraid to give their true opinion. Even if utterly confused and bored at spending an entire movie trying to read between hidden meaning and allegorical double takes, they give it a pass.
There a bunch of dancing from Channing Tatum (huge stretch).
A bunch of confused looks from George Clooney (huge stretch).
Francis McDormand speaks fast and is neurotic (huge stretch).
Scarlett Johansson plays it sultry with an accent (huge stretch).
Jonah Hill plays it boring and straight (Huuuuuge stretch).
And Josh Brolin essentially plays the same character that he did in Inherent Vice. (Big Whoop).
The big mystery was seeing how the new Han Solo acted (why oh why would they make a damn original prequel?????) He was ok.
I went into the film with little hopes, and left thankful they haven’t gone back to make a sequel to Fargo, The Big Lebowski, or Raising Arizona, and for that, Hail the Coen Brothers.
Movie Rating: 4 out of 10 Russian Submarines