AND YES, ISAAC, HE LOVES THE BOB SAGET VERSION: We've waited six months. Finally, The Aristocrats opens on the coasts today, and Tony Scott breaks it down: "an essay film, a work of painstaking and penetrating scholarship, and, as such, one of the most original and rigorous pieces of criticism in any medium I have encountered in quite some time. . . . [it] is also possibly the filthiest, vilest, most extravagantly obscene documentary ever made."
In other reviews to run tomorrow, Stephen Holden decides that he need not, in fact, love Dogs: "[A]ren't actors supposed to read the screenplays sent to them before they commit to a movie? . . . Ms. Lane and Mr. Cusack have such an acute lack of romantic chemistry that the sight of them pretending to make nice to each other leaves you squirming with discomfort."
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