Slate‘s Jessica Winter on how Al Pacino got typecast as “Al Pacino.” I’m apparently one of the few who’s always enjoyed Pacino’s florid performances — every syllable, every shout, every flying saliva bullet. Scent of a Woman, Devil’s Advocate (I can almost recite Pacino’s big soliloquy word for word), those two scenes in Heat (“”By the time I get to Phoenix she’ll be risin’!”…”‘Cause she has a great ass!”), Tony Montana in Scarface. Pacino’s own words at a Devil’s Advocate press conference: “I don’t mind ham as long as it ain’t spam.”