Product Description

In the Coen Brothers' black-and-white take on film noir, Billy Bob Thornton is a barber in a small California town in 1949 who sees an opportunity by investing in the hot new business of dry cleaning. But his plans to get the cash by blackmailing department store heir James Gandolfini--boss and lover of Thornton's wife, Frances McDormand--backfire, leading the barber on a downward spiral. Tony Shalhoub, Jon Polito, Scarlett Johansson also star. 116 min. Widescreen (Enhanced); Soundtracks: English Dolby Digital 5.1, French Dolby Digital stereo; Subtitles: French, Spanish; audio commentary by the Coen Brothers, Thornton; deleted scenes; "making of" documentary; filmographies; photo gallery; interviews; theatrical trailer.

Product Details

• Amazon Sales Rank: #27207 in DVD
• Brand: THORNTON,BILLY BOB
• Published on: 2002-10-01
• Released on: 2002-10-01
• Rating: R (Restricted)
• Aspect ratio: 1.85:1
• Number of discs: 1
• Formats: Closed-captioned, Color, Dolby, DVD, Subtitled, Widescreen, NTSC
• Original language: English, French
• Subtitled in: English, French, Spanish
• Dimensions: .22 pounds
• Running time: 116 minutes

From The New Yorker
The latest Coen brothers project is shot in smooth, glittering monochrome: a calmly told tale of murder without mayhem. We are on the brink of the nineteen-fifties, with its distinctive fears and badges of honor: Big Dave (James Gandolfini) can still lay claim to a good war record, while his wife, in all honesty, reports a visit from outer space. Billy Bob Thornton plays Ed, a barber living quietly with his wife (Frances McDormand) in northern California. He tries his hand at blackmail, and the plan misfires-justice catches up with him in the end, although, even then, he is the wrong man. Unfortunately, Thornton is so cool in the role that you simply don't believe that he would pass unnoticed. The whole film has the air of a clever, unthrilling conceit-a guided tour of film noir, without the sweat and compulsions of the real thing. With Tony Shalhoub, stealing the picture as a lawyer de-luxe. -Anthony Lane
Copyright © 2006 The New Yorker