O Coen brothers, where art thou? Where is your deft touch, your perfect balance between the affected and the authentic? Why did you let Tom Hanks (Catch Me If You Can) channel George Clooney as Ulysses Everett McGill via Colonel Sanders? How did you manage to make stereotypes like elderly Southern black churchlady Mrs. Munson (Irma P. Hall: Bad Company) so... stereotypical? How were you able to squander such an awesome concept as World's Worst Criminals Versus Unsuspecting Old Lady? Well, I'll tell ya: You put all the funny stuff in the last twenty minutes. And even that stuff isn't all that funny, not like The Hudsucker Proxy or Fargo. It's just kinda slapsticky and way below what I expect from you two. The cat is awesome, though. Keep the cat. Maybe he could be your new George Clooney.