Film Journal #229 - John Cassavetes’ “The Killing of a Chinese Bookie” (1976)
The more Cassavetes films I watch, the more I believe that the man’s greatest gift is painting uncomfortably real portraits of deeply flawed people. He sees through criteria we may consciously or unconsciously use to judge people and cuts through straight to their human essence. This makes for films that are undeniably honest, but also hard to swallow for they are seldom seen in the cinema. Read this and this.
