
This was the first movie I saw after my three week exile from summer cinema (aka my lovely trip to Italy, during which I did in fact see the silly but fun Bandidas), and I totally dug it. The wackiness threatens to overtake it at times, but never does. I especially liked Steve Carell’s suicidal Proust scholar. Good times.
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seamus // August 21, 2006 at 6:00 am |
Welcome back!
This was the best movie of the summer. Best movie of the year since Dave Chapelle’s Block Party.