Review of Love and Death on Long Island (1998) by Jezzy A — 23 Mar 2006
It starts with Forster, mister fists and fingers and polished caves with.
Infinite echoes and mirror reflections, and leaves you with good old Walt.
Whitman. I'm not the biggest John Hurt fan, I'll guess, but he lives in this movie. And Jason Priestly? Whoa. Who would have thought he could be this good? His character says he's sick of playing the teenage idol. Hmmm. He delivers that line with great authenticity. Quite a commentary on his past acting life perhaps? Don't know. Just guessing.
This review of Love and Death on Long Island (1998) was written by Jezzy A on 23 Mar 2006.
Love and Death on Long Island has generally received positive reviews.
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