It Distresses Us To Return Work Which Is Not Perfect

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When I hit the pay-per-view button I was expecting to be mildly amused by the movie Venus, but I had no idea that it would be very nearly perfect. It wasn’t the movie I was expecting to see at all. I am in awe of writing so intricately nuanced — bleak and unsentimental, yet suffused with real-deal joie de vivre. I can’t help but compare this view of sex, love, friendship and aging against an ostensibly agreeable movie like, say, Knocked Up, and shake my head at how wrong we’ve got it now. Peter O’Toole is pretty much the last of his kind, and the world will be a much greyer and drearier place when he goes. (This recent appearance on Letterman is beyond priceless.)

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