My father’s succinct review of A Serious Man, one of the best movies of 2009 as far as I’m concerned, a perfectly crafted piece of cinema art from beginning to end. It doesn’t really have a message, or a point, and maybe that’s the point. Sometimes things don’t have a point.
I’m not selling it very well. It’s probably on Netflix or something. Go watch it. It’s scene after scene of delicious Jewish cinema magic.
Related: My slightly-related review of Take Shelter