I’m pretty sure I ranted about this on the site once already, but, here goes…

So last night I’m watching No Country For Old Men for the umpteenth time, and man, I’ve got a beef with the movie. More like a ‘beef jerky’ with the movie. Specifically, that scene where Chigurgh does his “flip the coin” bit in the gas station with the old shopkeep on the lonely Texas road. You know the one. A genuine classic. Haunting.

But, the goddamn Jack Link beef jerky display in the background is enough to just make me want to turn the goddamn picture off. Product placement? Oversight?

Give me a break.

What I have always loved and savored about Coen Brothers films are their painstaking attention to detail, witty dialogue, considered inflections, hammed-up accents, camera angles and 43 other aspects that keep me coming back for more and more.

But time around, I get hung up on this one over and over. I’m pretty surprised by how many errors there are in this one.

The movie was set in 1980. Jack-fucking-Link-death-flesh-bits were not on the scene yet. Or were they? What gives?

This is the shit in my life that really gets my goat. Kinda sad, when you think about it. Pathetic, really.

My dilemma.

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Jeffrey Max got pretty fired up too.

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In a moment of pure fury late last night, this motherfucker of a moniker was added to our list of professional titles: Anachronism Detective. We’re on the hunt, and we’re making a list.

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The Ultimate Bad-Ass.