There are a couple of things about this movie that work against it. First, it moves slowly. Not Terence Malik slowly, or Michaelangelo Antonioni slowly - nothing that severe. But a bit more slowly than some people like for their popular entertainment to move.
Secondly, it is somewhat patronizing towards middle America, no two ways about it. However, it manages to be funny enough, and poetic enough, that you'll probably forgive its sins.
The star of this film isn't really Bruce Dern, or Will Forte. Or June Squibb, who takes a great part here and makes a name for herself. They're all quite fine at what they do. But the star here is the director, Alexander Payne. He's developing a real mastery of the art form. And some of the funny shots here, the David Lynch-styled and framed moments, of men sitting in bunches staring at televisions without communicating are going to become iconic. Again, poetic. Rating : A-.
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