I love the smell of gorilla farts in the morning.
A sequel that isn’t a sequel you may or may not find lacking.
The Coen Brothers sure make some swell movies. Even when not entirely swell, swellness abounds within them. So. Let’s reduce their art to a list.
Inside Llewyn Davis, in which Joel and Ethan Coen go dark and plotless for their look at a struggling New York folk singer in ’61, is their best movie since Barton Fink.