It is no longer acceptable to worship cinema. It is not thaet it GETS things WRONG, actually; it's, rather::::that it gets it TOO CORRECT for its OWN GOOD...xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

No thanks to you r movie. And I will henceforth call it a 'movie' rather tahaen a FILMbecause I admire the actually remembered memory of the watching of it in 1992 more thaen any repeated viewing of it and THAT is the lesson with certain FILMS----that they must be regurgitated endlessley to be prolific as David, in this very film, was for Paul. He was magical, this Noh-manCHARACTERACTUREof PRIVELAGE, he really did FAKE most everyone out cause the longer I THINK about this film the worse it gets for ROBERT REDFORD who put so many pathways out of our*AMERICAN CULTURE INTO THIS FILM its a wonder there's a single soul left living by the famed BALACKFOOT river colonized, as we are told by the NYTs: bytechSCUM. And a ceasless murmur of threatening guns' RIGHTS besheparding the clam-digging morons of YORE as they river-raft their way to remembering how lame most all of the past ever was for the ENTIRE COUNTRY.¹all photos courtesy of LASERDISCer