

A bullet ricochets inside your skull for decades after you see Buffalo e Bill; that is, if you ever manage to see it at all. The lone extant 35 mm print—hand-tinted, vinegar-syndrome-scented—sleeps in a private Bologna cellar, screened only once since 1978. I caught it there, lights off, breath held, and walked out wi...

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" A bullet ricochets inside your skull for decades after you see Buffalo e Bill; that is, if you ever manage to see it at all. The lone extant 35 mm print—hand-tinted, vinegar-syndrome-scented—sleeps in a private Bologna cellar, screened only once since 1978. I caught it there, lights off, breath held, and walked out with my pupils still smoldering like struck matches. What I witnessed was less a western than a kinetic ransom note mailed from the unconscious of a continent stumbling toward war. P..."


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