Book and film are fraternal twin masterpieces. Maclean’s vibrant colors redeem the era’s gaudy palette and create a visual corollary to the fugitive infinitude shared by love and hard drugs. Her taming of the source material results in a profoundly gracious film untarnished by fear of its own darkness. The fiddler comes for his due. Not every shriek sounds like an eagle. Yet enough do to keep restless spirits intrigued.
July 02, 2017