Spent the afternoon viewing 
Mystic River, an absolutely amazing film.  Why do I think 
Pauline Kael will be remembered as much for her boneheaded denunciations of Clint Eastwood as for anything else she might have written?  Oh, I forgot, she will also be 
remembered for comparing 
Last Tango in Butter Paris with "The Rites of Spring". 
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