The Coen Brothers cleverly collect elements of everything they're known for and make, what I think is, their best film to date with Fargo.
A nervous weasel of a car salesman has his wife kidnapped in order to collect the ransom but things spiral out of control as each piece hopelessly falls into the wrong place.
Fargo is as familiar as it is foreign with it's oddball dialect, spurts of gruesome violence and beautifully photographed shots of next to nothing. It explores human interest with a keen sense of comfort and disgust but never once repels the viewer with it's brightly lit noirish tale of lies, deceit, murder and absurdly dizzying politeness. It's the furthest thing from a hip film but that's what makes it what it is.
If anything, it's the nerdier cousin of No Country For Old Men.
5 son-of-a-Gundersons out of 5
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It's also a 5 from me.
I rewatched it earlier this year with someone who'd never saw it before. They loved it too.
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