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Rob Fortucci, one of my best friends, commissioned this review. I met him in tenth grade—in film class, no less. First hour at Dwight D. Eisenhower High School, in affluent/middle class Shelby Township, Michigan.
By the time we met we had each already cultivated our respective cinephile statuses. Mine was completely traditional—my parents and grandparents are movie buffs and introduced me to all the kid-friendly classics, everything from Spielberg to Chaplin. At around 12, I started venturing out on my own into more ‘subversive’ territory, as one does. By the time I met Rob at 14, I was already a Kubrick, Scorsese, and Allen fanatic, and a true student of the 70’s and ‘golden age cinema’.