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So my brother and I just finished watching Salinger, the 2013 documentary about J.D. Salinger. As I watched, I felt a growing irritation.
Oh, not with Salinger. Sure, based on the limited information in this documentary and from other sources he appears to have been a complete jerk to friends and editors and had a serious taste for very, very much younger women whom he then proceeded to treat very very badly. So, yeah, not my favorite guy.
But no, my chief irritation was with the damn documentary, which, finding it had about 20, maybe 30 minutes of actual information, footage, and so on, decides to stretch this into 120 minutes. One hundred and twenty very very long minutes. My brother fell asleep.
( Here's why )
Oh, not with Salinger. Sure, based on the limited information in this documentary and from other sources he appears to have been a complete jerk to friends and editors and had a serious taste for very, very much younger women whom he then proceeded to treat very very badly. So, yeah, not my favorite guy.
But no, my chief irritation was with the damn documentary, which, finding it had about 20, maybe 30 minutes of actual information, footage, and so on, decides to stretch this into 120 minutes. One hundred and twenty very very long minutes. My brother fell asleep.
( Here's why )