The biggest reason for the soft-spot in my heart for Clint Eastwood is the flawless masterpiece "Unforgiven." So I was watching this lady's reaction to it:
When I suddenly realized that the groovy tale of "Unforgiven" is given to us by a writer. None of it is real. Or, at least, it's all been mediated by the screenplay.
Which was the point of Quentin Tarantino's "Once Upon a Time in Hollywood." You get sucked into the story, and it really belongs to Brad Pitt's character. But then you start to care about DiCaprio/Dalton's acting career. And when you see how he nailed it, ... DeCaprio, playing Dalton, playing the TV villain role to redeem his entire life, ... You are elated. Mainly it's the stuntman who is involved in the main story, but Rick Dalton benefits from it. Actors are people too! Even if they're all a buncha phoney-baloneys trying to make you believe in SHITE that it is against your self-interest to fucking believe in.
Fuck-You!
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