Burn After Reading was incoherent. I don’t mean that it was difficult to follow the movie, or what was happening. The acting was good for the most part, especially Clooney and Malkovich. But, I didn’t feel the sense of awe that I felt when I saw The Big Lebowski. The movie feels predictable, mechanical, and without any purpose, and no matter how I tried, I couldn’t get anything out of it. Visually, the directing was good, I enjoyed the surgical use of focus, but I was looking for anything else to really latch on to as amazing in the film, and could not find it. I suppose it’s not fair to judge the film against the Coen body of work, but I can’t help it — and doing so leaves me confused with what happened to their genius. 5/10.