Back to Bird

Just watched a movie dedicated to me! Well, not exclusively . . . Clint Eastwood's Bird closes with the credit Dedicated to musicians everywhere.  I'll take it.

It's a movie I remember enjoying a great deal when I watched it in a cinema in Rochester, NY . . . probably when it was in its first run.  Coming back to it, I've watched it in fits (which admittedly, is not fair to the movie) . . . it took me a while, for whatever reason, to warm back up to it.

But mostly, it's an earnest, lifeless movie.

Well, when Pauline Kael didn't like a movie, it was the iron fist in the velvet glove.