I almost gave this movie a 1 ("awful"). I was, indeed, full of awe (and a bit of shock) at this powerful dissection of that place where culture, history, civilization and reason conjoin: where light and shadow and sound meet at that stoplight up ahead; next stop the Zoner Zone! Using the action genre as a metaphor for Hollywood itself and the world as a whole (hole, get it?) the film explores that place in the film-goers mind where the actual filmgoing experience is transcended by existential quandary and postulation such as "what could these people possibly do in their day jobs?" to "could they even hold day jobs?" to "I've never seen such uncomfortable looking strippers". That movie within a movie element enables this rather modest production to be an epic of transcendence over say, horse sense. It should be noted that Marty Sheridan's performance as the cop or insurance agent or whatever is riveting and true. His flourishes with the sunglasses will stay with me longer than the Windsong my kid poured in the chicken coupe. Downright Pacinoean.
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