At least twice in every movie review,
Slate's Dana Stevens writes something that strikes me as very bizarre, at least for a movie review. Today's examples, from her
review of
Tropic Thunder:
Anyone walking into Tropic Thunder looking to be offended by Downey's minstrel turn will soon find that the movie is two steps ahead. His role is no one-note, let's-shock-the-audience race joke—it's a densely layered little study of American racial anxiety.
And:
At any rate, never has a role so cannily taken advantage of [Tom] Cruise's compact, thumblike body shape—that is, his physical resemblance to a penis.
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