There was a moment in local film titan Francis Ford Coppola’s self-released new movie, not long after its stylish opening credits, when I thought, “Wait: Are we in for two hours of slamming doors and soprano sax? Uh oh.”[Read the rest here.]
There was a moment in local film titan Francis Ford Coppola’s self-released new movie, not long after its stylish opening credits, when I thought, “Wait: Are we in for two hours of slamming doors and soprano sax? Uh oh.”[Read the rest here.]
