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    Real talk have you ever considered this concept of "watching movies"

    It's by Jochem Weierink, a dude who writes music for use in trailers and commercials. Which is another way of saying that you can only hear it in that trailer.

    Actually, the movie never mentions Islam.

    Correction for figure I was spitballing during this thing: We reviewed 5 American films by black directors last year.

    Actually, all of these characters are animal-headed representations of syncretistic deities living on a flat disk that only contains the area around the Nile… but played by white, multiracial, and black people.

    Amazingly, Lewis had to a long fight with the MPAA over innuendo in a different scene, but they never picked up on a single thing about Fante and Mingo.

    Tiger Lily's father is played by Jack Charles, who's an Aboriginal Australian. The casting is nominally colorblind (e.g. Adeel Akhtar as Smee), except for, y'know, all the leads being white.

    You're right. Fixed it.

    I've never met a critic who went to film school.

    New Zealand's very own Anthony Quinn.

    H.B. Warner was 52 when he starred in DeMille's King Of Kings.

    It's something they found while working on an unrelated project, which I happen to think is super-interesting.

    Because it's Kartemquin.

    Shanxi. Fenyang, to be precise. It's where he's from and where a lot of his movies have been shot and set.

    Thanks TAI. I never knew about the Cantonese productions. Of course, I now want to track 'em down…

    Odd Obsession, a video store in Chicago that specializes in rare and international stuff. Basically my alma mater.

    You're right. How did I mix that up? Corrected.

    Yep. Didn't want to derail this Watch This too much (it's already review-length), but the outfit that made Gun Crazy was King Bros, a "studio" so piddling that they would sell their movies to Poverty Row studios for distribution. It was basically three brothers who owned a slot-machine business. They bought lots of

    No offense to Deburge, but "meticulously researched" this ain't, and full of bizarre errors, like getting the names of studios wrong.

    Dowd and I will be taking a bit about it on tomorrow's Film Club. (He doesn't agree.)