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Every time I say I don’t want to see another movie about movies, I find myself loving a new one. I suppose the old write-what-you-know axiom is true.

A meditation on artistic interpretation, the desire to express oneself, fatherhood, jealousy and self-awareness.

Among the dozens of things I absolutely adored about this movie was the decision to use other movie soundtracks as its soundtrack. If the beginning feels very Peter Greenaway, it may be the performers or the editing or the subject matter. . .or it may just be the Michael Nyman music.

A fascinating and very, very funny film.