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Sherman Alexie's avatar

I saw Maestro. It was an okay movie. I found, as a writer, that it had the same major flaw that movies about writers have: Maestro didn't show the process of creating the music, of creating the art, the struggle and joy. I think of a story that Glenn Fry told about Jackson Browne. Years before they hit it big, Fry lived in an apartment above Browne. And he'd hear Browne working on songs. The piano, the experimentation with words in trying to find the right lyrics, and the humming of the melody when the words weren't there yet. And then Fry would hear Browne making tea. The rattle of the cup and spoon. The steaming kettle. And then the long silences, an hour or two, before Browne started working on the song again. Maestro captures none of Bernstein's process.

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erg art ink's avatar

Bradley lacks the magical elixir that is chutzpah. I grew to disliked him as an actor after watching this.

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