The Coen brothers are responsible for two of my favorite movies--O Brother and Raising Arizona. So naturally I've been looking forward to their new film, Hail, Caesar!, which Ken Cannon and I saw last night.
Thumbnail review--entertaining and agreeable without being stellar. There were plenty of things to love--Josh Brolin's character confessing to his priest that he'd slapped a movie star, Tilda Swinton doubling as competitive gossip columnist twins, the over-the-top, homo-erotic dance number with the awesome Channing Tatum. (I have a crush on C-Tat, it must be acknowledged.)
Still, it didn't send me to the moon. It sent me half-way. There were times when I actually felt a little bored. I liked the idea of George Clooney talking to a study group of communists while wearing a toga, for example, but the scene itself lost steam. At least for me.
Not sorry I saw it, though.