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 Persepolis       (Little Iranian girl lost in a postmodern rock opera: this, in French 2-D animation, has a hair punk gone hair band gone hair noir punk Western shoot’em’up flair. Haven’t yet seen the English-o-fied version.  Definitely looking for the DVD …although Français is an enjoyable language to read subtitles to [yeah, yeah, yeah, Pat, end-of-sentence preposition schmeposition & a split infinitive to boot].  & One thing regarding Tideland:  The only thing about this Gilliam flick that stirred-up qualms on the drive home was:  How well did the filmmakers take care to keep age-appropriate awareness of the young actor’s state of being during the shoot?  Simply put, I hope her child sprite was not sacrificed for sake of the film and vexploitation for art’s sake.  I figure because of the out of order way that scenes are shot, maybe she was able to play it without getting her little head stuck in the taffy puller of man’s twisted methods to means. I hope so anyway; industry has little true empathy for it’s nasty effect on the exploited it seems.  Look at Corey Feldman or Linda Blair for Pete’s sake [& the list is long.]  Other than that, this gutwrench of a depraved psychedelic comic book daymare worked.   But then I’m just goofy enough to be sitting in a pickup truck writing this after reading act two of Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead out loud with my teen son [he as Ros & other characters, and me as Guil & stage direction] in this beautifully wooded park where I sit still in the pickup while he’s headed over to the courts to play basketball with his bro and the other brothers of varied mothers and multi-hued skin colors & fading credos who’ve nicknamed him Sunshine.)   

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Oh & one other perfectly sappy ol’ road flick:  Bull Durham   

oh yeah & just 'cuz I kno it'll tweak sombdy's dbis:  Scrooged, What About Bob ...&... Groundhog Day