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  • John McEnroe: In the Realm of Perfection

    John McEnroe: In the Realm of Perfection


    Tokyo Olympiad meets The Last Dance. Unlike most sports docs, which recount facts and figures with the rote efficiency of a Wikipedia summary, John McEnroe: In the Realm of Perfection concerns itself with the most relevant possible minutiae -- form, technique, and the way physical repetition approximates statistical precision. Watching rich 16mm footage (balls are a true yellow, not neon) duplicated from multiple angles over Kim Gordonesque guitar is my new favorite form of ASMR.

    What begins as an essay…

  • The Last Dance

    The Last Dance

    Illinois Medical District. A monomaniacal wizard with the intellectual depth of a putting-green cup invents obstacles for himself (both real and imagined) just so the crunch under his 125-dollar boot sounds a little louder when he trounces his enemies, the only group of humans he acknowledges. But enough about Jerry Reinsdorf!

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  • American Hustle

    American Hustle


    AD: "Auteurs Direct, this is John, how may I help you?"

    DOR: "Returns, please."

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    DOR: "I ordered one Scorsese '70s Starter Kit, but I was sent the Ted Demme version instead. I'm looking for the Scorsese, the vintage model."

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  • Spotlight



    Noble mediocrity, of the most self-consciously humble order. Co-writer and director Tom McCarthy starts with an unnecessary flashback and tip-toes through the chronology of events with the literal-mindedness of a 7th-grade book report: Convenient facts, laid out in a row, delivered with the shrunken vocabulary of a child. It's a work of service-journalism that wants to be judged on its clear-eyed morality; it deserves to be seen as an artless, charmless piece of homework that refuses to challenge its audience…