A guy wrote me and said he was “baffled by [my] fascination with the silly Film Snobs book. Leone really is a greater director than Fellini, so what’s the problem?” And I answered back, “Leone… endless closeups, closeups, closeups….middle-aged guys with lined, leathery faces staring hard at other guys with lined, leathery faces at the train depot, and somebody finally shoots. He’s a stylist, not an artist..not even in the same realm as early ’50s to early ’60s Fellini.”