In the March 12 New Yorker, Anthony Lane's article "Down by the River" starts like this:
How come we get so many films about serial killers, teen-age libidos, and the Second World War, but nothing about giant mutant tadpoles? The imbalance has always struck me as unjust, and some of us have considered forming a pressure group to lobby for the inclusion of giant mutant tadpoles in mainstream cinema. Now the pressure is off, thanks to "The Host."
What would you call that pressure group? People for the Cinematic Treatment of Mutant Tadpoles?
It's a wonderful article. Whether it's a wonderful movie remains to be seen.
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