Interesting only in showing how tin-eared scriptwriting (by Amos Poe) can make 2008 New York City seem less familiar than 1952 Japan.. You have to see it for yourself. It is that out-of-the-depths triumphant.. This beguiling wisp of a film charms and maddens in equal measure.. The movie has more cliched rebirths in mind, and you'll resent where it goes.. [A] bizarre art-house equiva lent of The Bucket Lisy.. A sobering and resonant tale.. The Guitar is a lark, at best, but when Burrows' healing ...
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