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Were John Hughes still alive, and had he figured out how to make movies starring grownups (stop cultivating the delusion that “Planes, Trains and Automobiles” was a good film), he would have made a movie like “Whiskey Tango Foxtrot” (2016). Tina Fey stars as a frustrated journalist who tries her hand as a war correspondent. Afghani hijinks ensue. And people get blown up. And there’s a love interest. And the music comes in at all the right times. And it so patiently, deliberately tells its story, you remember what it was like back when comedies actually had plots. Thanks Tina.


If you watched “Primary Colors” when it first came out in 1998, you focused on John Travolta and Emma Thompson playing fictionalized versions of Bill and Hillary Clinton. If you look back at it today, focus instead on the elitist black aide with stars in his eyes. The movie uses him as a vessel to carry the story. Now pretend he’s a young Barack Obama serving at the feet of masters so that someday he may beat them at their own game. Interesting, isn’t it, how a movie can tell a story that didn’t exist when it was originally told?

The thing is, Odessa-Permian loses the state championship game. And if that ruins “Friday Night Lights” (2004) for you, you didn’t deserve to watch it in the first place. How good of a football movie is it? Well, with 45 minutes left in the movie, I put a carton of ice cream in the fridge to soften a little, fully intending to retrieve it 15 minutes later. I never went back to get the ice cream. And this was the third time I’ve seen this movie. It’s real life, real football, real Texas, at its best and at its worst.