Fucking Pacino

A couple months ago, I watched Heat and decided Al Pacino is the worst actor in the world. Today, I saw Dog Day Afternoon for the first time. Pacino is so heartbreakingly great in a movie that has him go from stadium broad and jazz club intimate. I don’t know if a performer ever degenerated so dramatically, except for maybe Bob Dylan.  Continue reading “Fucking Pacino”

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