I didn’t know anything about this going in—just knew the names attached and assumed based on the stills I’ve seen and the Criterion cover art that it would be a good ol’ time strolling through New York with the Cassavetes boys. Instead, it’s one of the most deeply unpleasant films I’ve seen in a while. Reminiscent of Godard’s Weekend in that it goes out of its way, with tireless malice, to oppose any structure, character growth, or logical reasoning. A bit too early in Cassavetes’ career to do his big middle finger movie in my opinion. Definitely a must watch if you’re already a fan of his work, but I’d stick to what’s in the Criterion box set plus Love Streams if you’re new to his films.
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