Am I an anti-Coen?: Burn After Reading

I guess I must be. I generally don't care for Coen brothers movies (though I haven't seen all of them), and find their cruelty unbearable, their humor flat, and their literary allusions coy and pretentious. I particularly loathed A Serious Man, which, as friend Andy Wolk noted, Hitler could have made. Saw Burn After Reading last night, which as I understand it is one of the least successful of their movies, and, you know what?, I thoroughly enjoyed it. Nothing deep or profound, but just a very entertaining, clever, twisty story. Okay, it's not too original. And it does hinge on one or two extraordinarily improbable happenstances (a lost CD with valuable personal info, the absurd coincidence that brings links the two segments of the plot - when George Clooney picks up Frances McDormand through an Internet dating service). You have to accept that George Clooney would troll the net (though he's really good as a goofball), and Brad Pitt and McDormand are way, way too old for their parts. But the acting is good, esp. McDormand with her huge, expressive eyes and her friendly Midwest voice. None of it makes any sense or matters a hell of a lot, but it shows me, in a way, that these two brothers play at their best when the stakes are lower and they can be more relaxed.