Marge and Jerry actually have identical personalities; when they're dealing with the general public anyway; that's perky in the face of extreme chaos; a perkiness that hides their own ruthlessness. Jerry comes across as a sweet, simple, naive, Leave-it-to-Beaver Dad type, except when you realize he's a cold blooded psychopath who's arranged for the kidnapping of his own wife; and puts the events in motion that lead to 4 more brutal slayings. Marge comes across as a sweet, mild mannered lady reporter type; a nice girl doing her job that just wants to be friends with everybody; until you realize she's a ruthlessly brilliant homicide detective who's stalking three murderers; who brilliantly foils the criminals, tracks them all down and ends up capturing and jailing two of the kingpins, (all the while she's acting like a sweet, June Cleaver type). They both pretend to be gentle and unassuming when they are not. And in a way that's the Coen brothers' commentary on Midwest culture and hypocrisy in general; the vicious underside of the glossy American Dream: much in the same way David Lynch dissected and vivisected American suburban life ten years earlier with Blue Velvet.

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