It's time to dive into the film critics are calling the best film of the year: an adaptation of a Pynchon novel about having weird sex with your enemy and also everybody having a goofy ass name. So, an accurate adaptation in spirit, if not the rest. We touch on the revolutionary politics of the film, the racial/material implications of the politics, and whether this is, in fact, the best film of the year. Lock in.
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