David O. Russell’s Three Kings was one of several movies to scramble my brain and make me rethink what cinema could be when I saw it in October 1999. The war movie looked and felt like nothing I’d seen before, with its washed-out aesthetic, mix of humor and sudden violence, and themes that suggested maybe the Gulf War wasn’t the heroic endeavor we’d che…
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