It's a Mad Mad Mad Mad Studio.....

Rating: 9/10 (5 February 2016)

The Clooney crotch shots were worth the price of admission. Big hairy toga clad thighs splayed in every shot. Josh Brolin's guilt-ridden Eddie Mannix studio fixer was as deadpan as they come. When his priest had finally say "My son, you're coming to Confession too much," Eddie asks the priest for job advice through the confessional booth.
I wanted more of Ralph, Scarlett and Alden, Jonah, Tilda and Frances (no last names please). Don't know how Frances will top CC, the film editor. Wonder how many left the theater not knowing it was her.
Channing Tatum has become our new omnisexual leading man. No worries about his image or else he has the best microadvisers on the planet.
I was often the lonely laugher at my sparce advance screening when every scene was full of gut-busting yuks for those movie-goers who cared to make the evening about the movie and not about them. One lady up above, instead of laughing, kept saying in a Bronx accent. "Look at thaaat!" We were. We were.
See what the Coen Brothers hath wroth. And try and catch all the inside stuff. I missed some and have to see it again preferably with my tribe of real movie lovers. Be nice to a movie star today.