Review of She Hate Me (2004) by Anthony Lane for New Yorker — 31 Jul 2004
The mélange of plots, subplots, reveries, gags, cartoons, dirty bits, and hissy fits points to a work that is structurally modelled less on the classic narratives of cinema than on, say, a portion of Russian salad.
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This review of She Hate Me (2004) was written by Anthony Lane and published by New Yorker on 31 Jul 2004.
She Hate Me has generally received mixed reviews.
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