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Mike DAngelo
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As I just noted replying to someone else, my final sentence is a bit of an in-joke for people who've seen the film. MTM does play a role.

I ended the review that way for a reason that will be very clear if/when you see the film.

I'm not making any kind of value judgment whatsoever, nor drawing any sort of equivalence. The first post in this thread asserted that the phrase "Muslim guerrilla fighters" is inaccurate. It is not. That the phrase signifies something quite different today than it did in 1966…well, that's the very point I intended to

Two of my 10 favorite films of all time, coincidentally released by Criterion in the same month (one of them very nearly on my birthday).

Regarding the Sansa/Theon pump-fake: There's no slight fadeout that I can see. It looks like the scene is over because Podeswa cuts to a wide overhead shot with the camera slowly pulling away—a formal device that GoT and other shows generally use to transition to a new, faraway location. Cleverly done.

At the moment, my lowest of four grades (for the four films in this collection) happens to be front and center on the home page. Ignore that—just chronological happenstance. The set is quite worthwhile overall.

It's really close. "This MS shit" is probably more flippant than is the actual line. But I laughed out loud, it was so bad.

Nothing to do with race. It would also be weird to make a movie about Americans in France and cast Unknown Mira Sorvino as one of the French locals. Why? She wasn't yet famous, the role didn't require any special gifts that she possesses, and she's not believably Spanish.

There's a difference between the characters treating women as trophies and the movie doing so. I think Barcelona falls on the wrong side of that line. As I say, the weird casting may be part of it.

Yeah, they put up the wrong clip. I'll alert.

Denis' Friday Night is the big one. He's great in Ma petite enterprise (My Little Business), but that's likely hard to get your hands on. Also Mademoiselle Chambon, Brizé's film before this one.

I realized I'd gotten the premiere year wrong a couple days after filing this, but I forgot to go back and change it. (2007, for the record.)

I tried making a joke about Win a Date With Mad Hamilton! but it was too lame to publish.

That's accurate. But Henry Fool is the best of the three by a wide margin. (I'd give it an A-, and I'm pretty stingy with those.)

That line was edited by someone else in a way that completely changed the meaning. What I wrote was "Amber Waves is a better actress." Not "played by a better actress."

Kind of unnecessary to comment on Clark's entire oeuvre, just review the film.

Kids worked?

And yet I'd much rather watch it than practically any of the movies being made nowadays. Curious!

For the record, I agree with AngryInternet's conclusion. If you don't find the notion of cinematic therapy largely redundant, it's entirely possible that you'll enjoy Jimmy P. a great deal more than I did. It wasn't terribly well received at Cannes last year, but it does have its fans, and Desplechin is a major

Hmm, I guess that doesn't quite scan. I meant finishing the job of turning her world upside down. But you can't really be "more" upside down.