Burn After Reading

I went tonight to watch the latest Coen Brothers' flick, and came out wondering why I did. It's not as though it was a bad film, in fact it has had very favourable reviews. I just don't feel in any way edified by it. Perhaps the utterance of a couple of words I'm trying to include in my working vocabulary were of value, and of course the mere appearance of Clooney & Pitt is always welcome, but I drew no real rumination from the film, nor did it connect with any other issue that currently has a bearing on me. Is this to mean that every film I watch, or every book I read, needs to be contextually relevant, or that I simply wasn't 'into' that particular film? I think the latter to be the truth. After all, I frequently indulge in period dramas without a fig of obvious grander significance. So why this regret? I am most likely just pissed at having spent a fiver on a film I didn't much like; that could have been used more judiciously to buy a bottle of corner-shop-plonk!!