O Brother, Where Art Thou?
Review by Sister Shen
Imagine this: the Homeric epic chronicling the travails of Odysseus following his escape from the Spartans, adapted to the depression-era American South as a semi-comedic effort. Amazingly, it works well.
Instead of Odysseus and his Trojan cohorts, Everett Ulysses McGill (George Clooney) escapes from a chain gang with two fellow convicts. The basics of Homer's classic tale are there, including the search for treasure, but the obstacles faced by the trio are quite different. The three are being chased down by a devilish (unsubtly so) prison guard while going on their journey to a promised treasure.
This film is remarkable for its use of imagery - the run-down home of a poverty stricken farmer, the reflection of fire in the eyes of the pursuer, and a KKK cookout are all remarkably presented.
Ultimately, the film is a hilariously twisted version of Homer's epic tale. With remarkable creativity, the story tells of the misadventures of these treasure seekers.
"I'm'a gonna R-U-N-N-O-F-T." - Bog Hogwallop
"Them sirens loved him up and turned him into a horny toad!" - Delmar