After redefining noir and slapstick for the ’80s, the two-headed beast they call Coen jitterbugged into the ’90s the most complex gangster pix of the decade.
John Turturro again turns in a paranoid tour de force as our hero, a poor, disillusioned playwright creating his art not for commerce, but for the common man.
The story of Larry Flynt, the most notorious name in American sleaze, is an amazing one, full of triumph, tragedy, controversy, sex, God, and utter absurdity.
This is good and proper surf, the California sound; it holds in its wings all the beach party flair and lei-wearing class that is the soothing West Coast theme.