The first Coen Bros feature that felt like a complete failure. Tom Hanks and Irma P. give it their all, but the material isn't up to snuff. For the folks that disagree, may I remind you of the running poop joke
Not as bad as people say it is, but it's not good either. Everyone is clearly having fun, but it doesn't quite let the audience in on the festivities during most of the merrymaking. The tunnel-digging, cig swallowing Vietnamese general makes the movie worth watching though.
It wasn’t bad by any means; it was an average movie, but compared to the calibre of excellence the Coens usually display, this fell absolutely flat. The film has some great scenes and witty dialogue, but most of it is uneven and lacks cohesion. It’s a failure in terms of a Coen Brothers picture, but it’s still better than most comedy films being made today.
Pretty much the Coens' garbage-strewn low point, but punted up a few notches by Tom Hanks' syrup-drizzled, bubblegum-thick, Poe-spouting, flower-wallpaper dialogue and Southern affect. Everything in the movie plays like the worst self-parody of the Coens' – they do religious-tinged meditations on human choice, morality, and fate. This was a lazy execution of their pet theme. But thank god for Hanks.