Well, it's a very cool movie, of course. But not quite as dangerous as it thinks it is, not quite as meta-ish as people have pointed out. Charlie Kaufman inserting himself and his twin into the story a staple of novel, a novelty in film.
The miracle is Chris Cooper, sans front teeth, full bore sexy, babbling about orchids in a piece of shit white van to Meryl Streep. You know he's smelly--he even manages to ACT smelly--and it doesn't matter.
posted by Martha @ 8:29 PM
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