My Basic Ramblings: Yes, it's a movie from 1996. I went to Blockbuster Video, and rented it for the astronomical sum of $3.35. That's highway robbery, to me. Plus, with Blockbuster, you don't get to take home the actual video box - you have to take home their box, which has a one-sentence blurb and none of the tech credits. What's the use of that?
Though it's called "Fargo", only about three minutes of the film actually occurs in Fargo, North Dakota. The rest of the movie is split between Minneapolis and Brainerd, Minnesota. Chris and I went to Minneapolis over Labor Day weekend (MST3K convention) and were totally awe-struck by the area. A downtown shopping area that was clean, attractive, and not populated with scary people! Roads that weren't made of pot-holes! Decent radio stations! The Mall of America! We instantly fell in love with the place. (Of course, we were there in early September, not in winter. But then again, we're from Rochester, New York - how different can it be?)
I loved the goofy over-the-top Midwest accents everyone had in this movie. I want an accent like that. I want to say "Ya" and "Jeez" and "do you want to go with?". I hate my accent. I hate being from "Raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhchester." I hate referring to Coke, Pepsi, 7-Up, etc., as "Paaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahp". Hate hate hate hate hate.
Steve Buscemi is in this movie, playing the role he plays best - the oily creepy guy. Poor Steve - he'll never get a role besides that of the oily creepy guy. They won't use Steve in a re-make of It's A Wonderful Life. You won't hear "Steve Buscemi is the next Jimmy Stewart!" Unless it's an oily creepy remake.