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Movie Review- HatersAmerican Gangster:
Dreaming out of Key
April 2008
by Michael Moore
There's a man of about 35 years of age seated comfortably
on a couch in front of a television that sits idly in
a house snugly ensconced in a New Jersey suburb. He's
snoring loudly as is his nightly ritual. His wife will
come over soon to nudge him out of his slumber after
screaming his name multiple times to no response but
louder, elevated snoring. The snoring will escalate
into a violent crescendo and then cease abruptly before
it silences and starts up again minutes later; as is
also a part of his nocturnal routine. The cycle will
repeat itself until his wife has had enough and comes
to check on him yet again. When she does so, his weighty
carcass will slump over into an inert heap. Hours later,
after his brother has been phoned and in turn contacted
the mother of the man's children for the first time
in over half a decade, the children's mother will vanish
from the Brooklyn brownstone apartment that she has
called home for about as long as she has been apart
from the sleeping, snoring man. She will return hours
later to her three panicked sons and through streaks
of bluish black mascara and a cloud of smeared make
up, fatefully announce, "Boys, Daddy's dead."
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