True Grit At the Alamo (Drafthouse).
The addendum to the Alamo Drafthouse is that it is the best theater in the world, or, the best place to see a movie.
Never saw the first one, not on TV, not in rerun, not even by allusion. Perhaps this is a hole in my informal education.
Not that it matters, salient points from the John Wayne epic as well as his Oscar acceptance clip, all of that was part of the Alamo’s “pre-show show.”
Which makes it an even better film, as the pizza and coffee makes for a better understanding with the John Wayne clips. Good stuff.
The movie itself, with or without the Alamo wrapper, is well-nigh on one of the best movies in recent memory. Due to the writers and directors, producers, whomever, the dialogue is sparkling. Mr. Jeff Bridges is stunning as a cranky old man.
The Dude Abides.
Well-worth seeing. Seeing it at the Alamo Drafthouse is just icing on top of a remarkably literary film experience cake.