Jack Matthews is, I feel, correct in every one of his post-Toronto assessments in this N.Y. Daily News piece except for two: (a) Doug McGrath‘s Infamous, commonly known as the other Truman-Capote- goes-to-Kansas-to-write-In Cold Blood film, is emphatically not better than Bennett Miller‘s Capote, and (b) John Cameron Mitchell‘s Shortbus felt like more of a slog than “a trip.” To me anyway. It’s not that I’m against the graphic filming of one’s sexual tastes and adventures (and those of your friends and hires) and weaving the footage into a form of cultural propaganda; it’s mainly that movies of this sort strike me as boring. No…they are boring.