Robert Altman’s bicentennial report on America, Nashville, is a marvel of structure. Part of the proof is the way the film keeps tricking us into thinking it structureless. Rewatching it today, aware of the story’s many great tentpole moments and—especially—of the thrilling, perfect final scene, I was able to see that structure more clearly. Somehow, wi…
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