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A Simple Plan

Distances itself a bit from the heightened Midwest of the Coens, gets to a more brass tacks cold weather debacle. Teetering American visions, quiet-like eating you away. Family histories of isolating failure and loneliness. Like sure, you may have a roof over your head, a job, and some beer money now, but everyone out there and in the audience knows they're one emergency or accident away from really fucking needing that stack of cash. And then its every wrong fork in the road from there. Dang ol' movie.