It’s been a while since Criterion fanatics have gotten to decry a new, cash-grabbing title sullying the purity of their home-movie shelves.
A politically and emotionally evocative cult classic in the making receives a beautiful transfer courtesy of Kino Lorber.
The film’s attempt at political insight and portrayal of social malaise are meant to give it the illusion of depth.
I think the only thing it validates is itself, and the decision to give the Brat Pack the celluloid equivalent of a Reykjavik summit.
