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Apart from a few wonderful set pièces, especially the dance sequence with Channing Tatum and the kaleidoscoping water nymphs, the film is a bit of a dud. The Coens' nostalgia for the good/bad old days of cinema ramifies into a lot of wood panelling and expensive clothes, which might explain why the bros' felt compelled to include some muddled Marxists complete with an anachronistic Dr. Marcuse in a seaside glass house. Clooney was clowny, recycling some of the facial tics and toothy moments employed to fresher effect in Brother, Where Art Thou? Most of the touted upper cast members made only brief appearances, hardly more than cameos really. Scarlett uttered a few noirish lines, Swinton and McDormant were wasted. I could go on, but then I'd be like the movie.
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