The Coen brothers’ career is long and complex, but their films can be viewed as one long study in male melancholy. Think of Jerry Lundegaard’s antic frustration in Fargo; Larry Gopnik’s nebbish despair in A Serious Man; Llewyn’s roiling insecurity in Inside Llewyn Davis. Over at Press Play, Leigh Singer has an excellent video essay exploring this through-line in the Coens’ work.
It’s a nifty compilation of clips from all 16 of the duo’s films—films that, despite having characters of both genders succumb to sadness, seem to possess a particular fixation on the various gradations of male misery. Enjoy.