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Succotash my Balzac, dipshiitake.

HU$TLE

James Wolcott has an excellent review of the ESPN Pete Rose bioflick HU$TLE.
A middleaged overgrown boy who still thinks he can lie like Tom Sawyer is not an inspiring sight, and Sizemore didn't try to pretty any of it up. And the supporting cast of bookies, leeches, and frosted-blonde wives was terrific: a tribe of lowlifes with little trace of the Runyonesque. It was as if wherever he went, Pete never really left the sports bar.
Sadly, I haven't seem the movie yet. Now that I've moved on to the uberbasic cable package, it looks like I'll have to wait for a DVD at Blockbuster. And nothing makes me feel more intellectually mature that hunting for movies in the "Sports" section of a video store.

Wrestlemania XVI, anyone?
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9/29/2004 6:23 PM Blogger infozo

remember: you can always try to hustle your Local Public Library into buying a copy for you...    



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