I wanted to sit down and write a full review of Joel and Ethan Coen’s “A Serious Man,” but structuring my thoughts around a paradigm such as that seems folly at this stage. I need to see it again — and will certainly do so many more times — before any sort of authoritative personal take will begin to surface. But a few things stand out that are worth conveying.
In my view, it is the finest Coen film since “Fargo” and, perhaps, since “Barton Fink.” It is without question the siblings’ most personal film to date, an exploration of the “What does it all mean?” thoughts that plague each of us on a daily basis. (The repetition of the line, “What’s going on?,” is by no means incidental.)
However, despite the film’s heavy dosage of the particulars of the Jewish faith, it is also curiously universal. After all, I don’t know from Hashem, but the film affected me deeply, it’s themes and ideas resonating from start to finish.
The film is beautifully abstract, making the impact of its thought-provoking ideas all the more profound. It features a central performance that could seem merely capbale at first notice, but has a certain refined quality the more one considers it. And there is a remarkable rhythm to the film, a reminder of the Coens’ brilliance at orchestration and craft.
That’s all I’ll say for now. “A Serious Man” is a work of art, plain and simple. I’m smitten.
In less than a week I will kiss my wife and kids goodbye and head into Toronto, about 50 miles away, for this year’s Toronto International Film Festival. Twelve years ago my wife and I found it makes no sense for me to attend the festival for 16 to 18 hours and then try to drive home; beyond the danger of driving exhausted, arriving home at three in the morning tends to wake them up because our stupid, stupid dog begins barking the moment anyone pulls into the driveway. So for 10 days I live in the Delta Chelsea Hotel on Gerrard Street.
The calm before the storm is beginning to subside. Can you sense it?

Another month, another step closer to the awards season. As the summer winds down and the industry slowly begins to square itself with the off-season’s
Some exciting announcements out of Toronto today (still no “Road”). The festival is shaping up to be very, very cool this year.
Variety’s Pamela McClintock and Ali Jafaar are
Ahh. The dust is settling. And on the horizon, just visible through the mist and waiting to drive us all up the wall once again: the 2009 Oscar season.