Movie Diary 7/11/2016

The Infiltrator (Brad Furman, 2016). Bryan Cranston takes the lead in a true-life crime saga, which goes the way of most undercover-cop movies. Not that that’s an entirely bad thing. (full review 7/22)

Sunset Boulevard (Billy Wilder, 1950). I hope it makes sense that the older one gets, the more one can relate to poor, deluded Norma Desmond (and how great Gloria Swanson is).

Eat That Question: Frank Zappa in His Own Words (Thorsten Schütte, 2016). Some music, but mostly stuff culled from Zappa’s interviews. Not surprisingly, there’s a great deal of articulate material issuing from the man, even if he perpetually seems like the loftiest, most self-satisfied kid in your high-school English class. (full review 7/22)


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