This movie makes me want to read Kaufman’s scripts themselves to see how they describe action in such a way that all directors, even a relatively non-stylistic one like Clooney, manage to fall right into his surreal layers-of-cardboard-backdrop world. This movie is not nearly so ‘meta’ as Adaptation. or Synecdoche NY, yet visually questions Barris’ memoirs as a kitsch fabrication similar to the shows he produced.

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