If you have been following my move reviews you have probably noticed that I am partial towards movies that don't end when the movie ends. The Coen Brothers seems to be great at making these kinds of movies - No Country For Old Men is a recent example of such a movie. It seems that the best attempts at such films are made by directors that have little regard for the audience that may be watching their work. You either get it or you don't.

Barton Fink is a perfect example of a piece of art that has to be chewed on for a bit during the movie and even more afterwards. There was an underlying oddness that started out almost from the outset of the movie and you saw that something wasn't quite right. From there the movie moved into a beautiful slope into a dark place that was somewhat difficult to label.

One interesting theme that was somewhat buried in the movie is the idea that an artist should not sell out. It seems that many movies that I have seen recently have worked in this theme - I wonder if it really bothers these artists to see others go for the quick buck. It is ironic that the last movie that I watched was A Bronx Tale - a film that Chazz Palminteri refused to sell unless he could star in it.

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