Tuesday, January 27, 2004

Steven Soderburgh's film version of Traffic, as opposed to the miniseries on which it was based, "grows shallower with repeated viewings: Today, its indictment of American drug policy registers as easy and undercooked, and its plotlines—which culminate with the daughter ofAmerica's drug czar selling her prep-schooled self to an inner-city crack dealer—seem obvious and exploitative," says Alex Abramovich in Slate.com.

My take exactly -- although actually I thought was shallow on the first take, not to mention so badly shot you had to wear shades to watch it. I never saw what all the fuss was about.

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