I think we all have films that just hit us a little too close for comfort, movies that we love not so much because they’re good (though usually such films are) as we love them because we identify with them in some way. For my grandfather, the lifelong union man, John Sayles’ Matewan was such a movie. My father, the Soviet history buff with a passion for the eastern front in WWII, latched onto Come and See. For me, this movie about a hit man attending his ten-year high school reunion did the trick (don’t ask unless you really want to know, and even then don’t ask anyway). Lack of objectivity aside, this movie is one of those delightfully offbeat comedies that doesn’t insult your intelligence by wasting time explaining all the jokes. Stir in a little melodrama, a lot of gratuitous violence, and most if not all of the Cusack family, and you’ve got a nice, quirky little film. Buy the tape
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