Burn After Reading

I'm a bit late to this party I think, but I went over to the Greenwich Picture House (with a friend) to see Burn After Reading. All I knew was that it was a Coen Brothers flick with Clooney and (an older looking) Brad Pitt in it, and that it was about an attempt to find a missing disc. Oh if only it were that simple!

It starts off by introducing the main charectors, except they are not, they appear later and appear totally unrelated. This is not a film for either the casual observer, the unattentive or the tired. It weaves the two groups of people together deliciously or should that be ridiculously?

I am not sure. The premise is beliveable, blackmail to extort money for plastic surgery, but how they go about it is so mind-boggling. It is so "Washington" it verges on alienating. But I think it is really a study in stress induced temporary insanity. All the charecters are stressed and all express it in their own way, George Clooney's charector in particular. The dirty old boy. And then you realise that the film is remarkably and violently explicit. Real murder scenes. Golly what a film.

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