And Mori, Intollerable ROCKS lol :)

I perfered The Ladykillers over Cruelty but I agree both seem...just off HOWEVER The Man That wasn't There is just strange, I like it but I think I would have liked it better if the Coens wuld have gone for a stright Hitchcock homage as opposed to the Hitchcock parody it feels like

Regardless, Mori's review is what I was waiting for on this one. I'm in. Pitt doesn't get nearly enough chances to be as hilariously funny as he's capable of, so this should be a blast.

Usually it can get twee, but I love how those 3 movies are subtly related through Walsh's Hudsucker overralls and the boys' pomade.

REVIEW THE FILM AT HAND!

YOU'RE LIVIN' IN THE PAST, MAN! YOU'RE HUNG UP ON SOME MOVIE FROM THE 80'S, MAN!

Also, I love O Brother and Ladykillers.

"Hey I know, Pappy. We can git us a LITTLER man!" "whut? Look like a buncha Johnny Come Latelys if we git our own midget no matta how stumpy."

"Maybe we should git us somma dat RE-form." "Oh sweet Jesus onna Cross, how we gonna git some RE-form if wes da god damn incumbents! GIMME MAH HAT!"

Maude: Lord you can imagine what happens from here.

Dude: He fixes her cable?

Maude: Don't be fatuos Jeffrey

How many movie characters lost their lives by not adhering to that rule, the mind boggles.

Brandt: Oh, those are Mr Lebowski's children, so to speak.

Dude: Different mothers, huh?

Brandt: No.

Dude: So racially he's, uhh pretty cool?

Brandt: [laughs] They're not literally his children. They're the Little Lebowski Urban Achievers - inner city children of promise but without the necessary means for a - necessary means for a higher education. So Mr Lebowski is committed to sending all of them to college.

HI's Cellmate: ...and when there was no meat, we ate fowl and when there was no fowl, we ate crawdad and when there was no crawdad to be found, we ate sand.

H.I.: You ate what?

Cellmate: We ate sand.

[pause]

H.I.: You ate SAND?

Cellmate: That's right!

Ulysses Everett McGill: Say, any of you boys smithies? Or, if not smithies per se, were you otherwise trained in the metallurgic arts before straitened circumstances forced you into a life of aimless wanderin'?

Some of their most memorable characters speak in an imbicilic Shakespeare prose that requires a sharp ear and a constant rewrind of the mind to replay and rethink about that which was just uttered.

I know many who would say I am wrong, and that David Mammet wins that ward. But to me, they are far superior than Mammet, because their characters actually believe what they are saying, you can actually see their minds conjuring these phrases and thoughts as though it were the most natural thing in the world. With Mammet, even with the best character monolouges, there always reaches a point that these characters are merely repeating a well crafted speach, they are not living these words, merely regurgitating them.

The Cohens write lines for existing characters who seem to be capable of only expressing themselves in a certain way. Mammet seems to write lines and then hand them off to his characters to further a point or a plot, with nary a second thought as to whether the line is truly appropriate to that characters true nature.

Old war wound. Acts up around morons.

Don't know why in the world I added the "H", I have a good friend who is a Cohen, not Coen, must be that I am used to writing "H".

Wish I could clean up my earlier posts now, how stupid.

These days I suppose you could say a lot of the talkback is more arguments about politics, religion, race, sexual orientation, the usual. But these are also topics for film, so I think that is appropriate.

At anyrate, I appreciate the involvement fellas, it definitely classes up these joints.