I'm sure you noticed I skipped Casino (the supposed subject of this review) while running down these works. Sitting quite square in the middle of this series, Casino feels like the wild, overly indulgent live album that is mostly content to play the hits as feverishly as possible. And don't think for a second I mean this as a pejorative.
Can’t You Hear Me Knocking: Casino and the Rock and Roll Cinema of Martin Scorsese
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