Frankly in NCFOM, was a "enna solla vareenga" film for me. It felt kinda laborious to come to 'Triumph and endurance of evil'. Largely because the killer was all very showy. And it felt, very early, that there was going to be no way for them to 'justify' the bizzareness of going on. And bizzareness goes down smoothly (only) when one is made to laugh at it.
Otherwise with Javier Bardem looking cold and distant, Tommy Lee Jones looking bored and tired, I kind of reacted the same way.
I mean...the sweating milk bottle...I can't wait for someone (Family Guy perhaps) to spoof such 'meditative' moments.