I almost think the opening scene of Nocturnal Animals is there to scare the moralists away via aesthetic assault. (It also serves a narrative/thematic function, sure, but…) Because after that, it plays out with the blunt trauma moral force of a Flannery O’Connor story, only without the promise of grace. Maybe it was the tequila watching, but I liked it a lot.


  1. Quin Finnegan says

    It was no Silence, but I’ll give it another shot.

  2. Big Jon Bully says

    Looks good.

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