I thought this was terrific.
I think some of the criticism of the film touches on my discomfort with a lot of modern criticism, in general. Namely, that if a film grazes a hot issue, it gets torn down for not exploring that issue in full force or for not fulfilling some arbitrary purism quotient. This is not a movie that's primarily about police brutality, nor is race a focal point. It's all context for a story that lacks any heroes at all and, indeed, actively wants to challenge the notion of heroism, in general. Both McDormand and Rockwell's characters begin flawed and become increasingly unhinged throughout the film. By the time these two come together, they are practically lost. A careful viewer will recognize their pact as a final, desperate, illogical and hopeless grasp to fill a bottomless void. It's problematic, and McDonagh clearly recognizes it as such. The brilliance of the film is McDonagh's ability establish consistently reprehensible characters while recognizing that sometimes life circumstances manage to draw our sympathy for even the most deservedly reviled. It's complicated and maybe a little messy. But I'll take something like this any day over something that's more pat in its messaging.