Yeah, that's right. If you think that No Country For Old Men is layered, well then I'd rather light a candle then curse your darkness. Layered-wise, NCFOM is perhaps a delicate tiramisu - perfected yet tiny. Raising Arizona on the other hand would be more like the 25-tier wedding cake at Liza Minelli's wedding (any of them). It's flashier and quirkier and all that, perhaps not as sophisticated as NCFOM, but for Raising Arizona, the flowering tree of slapstick comedy drawing one's attention above ground is yet equaled or surpassed by its biblical roots below. I have watched this movie AT LEAST 6 million times and everytime it digs deeper. Masterpiece isn't the word to be used here. Nay, to me, Raising Arizona is a cornerstone.
I don't know who you are, or you think you are...but if you saw this movie and didn't like it, then you obviously don't live in this country or in any country. Your capacity for any kind of human observation has completely collapsed. Your senses must be deadened and your soul must be void. I feel sorry for you though I would not like you at all, and thus we probably should never meet.
I'll leave you with this review's KEY POINT: Follow the plot development that surrounds tattoo.