I feel sorry for the 16-year-old girls who chose to see “The Words” that weekend back in 2012 when “House at the End of the Street” was sold out. (“Let’s just see that thing with Bradley Cooper. OMG! He’s so gorgeous!”) Figuring out this film is a lot harder than any of the politically correct cryptofiction they’re force fed in their high school American lit classes. Hard, but good. It’s a story about a storyteller telling a story about a story. At the end, the movie gives you the finger and sends you off to figure it out for yourself.
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“American Hustle” (2013) was rolling up on the two-hour mark. I was getting fidgety. Forty-eight-year-old derrieres can only sit for so long. There seemed to be no payoff. The characters were interesting, but the story was bleak. Con-man films work best when there’s someone to root for. The only person I liked was Jeremy Renner’s corrupt New Jersey mayor, and his role was fourth-billed. (Truthfully, I was also rooting for the wardrobe director, who reminded me of my horny 1979 teens with Amy Adams’ spectacularly low-cut blouses.) But then, wow. Not the best movie of 2013, but worth the wait.