From Anthony Lane‘s New Yorker review of The Card Counter. Illustration by Karolis Strautniekas.
9:33 pm: Four ticket-buyers (myself, some guy and two women) are the only souls in theatre #3 at the AMC Marina Dine-In, for a 9:30 pm showing of The Eyes of Tammy Faye.
9:48 pm: Here’s hoping Michael Showalter‘s biopic begins before 10 pm.
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