Dir. Robert Altman (1984). Perhaps the funniest of all Nixon movies, as well as a worthy knockoff of Samuel Becketts Krapps Last Tape, Robert Altmans filmed version of Donald Freed and Arnold M. Stones one-character play is a self-proclaimed political myth. Surrounded by monitors and hitting the Chivas, the post-Watergate Nixon (Philip Baker Hall) engages in a frantic, free-associative monologuea ranting recapitulation of Nixons entire career, addressed to a portrait of Henry Kissinger. The film is basically one long compelling expletive.
Fri., July 23, 9:30 p.m., 2010
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