

The mercury is already pushing triple digits when the first iris-in blooms on-screen, and you can almost smell the nitrate threatening to combust. Clarence Hennecke—equal sides carny barker and mortician—slides into frame with a contraption that looks like a coffin on bicycle wheels. His grin is the film’s first lie,...

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Roy Del Ruth

Edgar Jones
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" The mercury is already pushing triple digits when the first iris-in blooms on-screen, and you can almost smell the nitrate threatening to combust. Clarence Hennecke—equal sides carny barker and mortician—slides into frame with a contraption that looks like a coffin on bicycle wheels. His grin is the film’s first lie, a flash of teeth promising permanence in a universe engineered for rot. Director-writer anonymity feels perversely apt here; When Summer Comes arrives like a heat mirage authored..."
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