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...except Janelle Monae, of course. Speaking of, she pretty much just glowers the whole time, bringing no life to this lifeless production.

If you like absurd wealth and the real estate it can buy, YouTube is filled with free tours of homes even more insane than the one E. Norton's character owns in the film. Somehow the endless house tour is supposed to fill in for a viable script.

There is no point in rehashing the "story", the filmmakers are just winging it and expecting the modern sheep-like audience to 'pay the man and buy the popcorn".

Again, everyone looks so OLD! It's embarrassing watching otherwise talented people beclown themselves in roles they cannot convincingly play.

I was in for a Coen directed, Denzel/McDormand acted MACBETH adaptation. Knowing nothing about the film's backstory, I accepted the strange aspect ratio and Denzel's flat-black Macbeth interpretation.

Perhaps my sister's soundbar was responsible for the less than intelligible dialogue, but it seems others here were "lost in the mumbles" as well. I went with it and enjoyed the visual ride.

There were some exquisite shots in the film, but everything else reeked of confusion about what kind of film this was supposed to be. The cast is a talented bunch but they could not make this thing take flight. Shakespeare is not easy to pull off in film. Taymor's TITUS is the closest thing to "it" that I've found so far.

Coen and cast can afford this exercise, they've earned the right to experiment. Wish it was up to their usual brilliance.

As others have testified, Patrick Wilson's Barry is treated like the worst human alive for reasons not made clear...enough. He's a womanizer? Yeah, and all the women he bedded WANTED it at the time, including Judy Greer's Ginger. I got so sick of her constant berating that I had to yell some unspeakable words at the screen. Sorry, Ginger, but you had it comin'! What makes it all bearable is Wilson's good-ole-guy Barry, almost innocent in his train-wreck approach to women. He seems so sweet and puppy dog up against all the arseholes who use him to channel their inner hatreds against. And Ginger eventually softens up and owns up to her fault and has a pretty good line about the blessings of ugliness. Good enough all around to watch instantly if you have Netflix.