Gallo in Tetro
There’s something car-crash crazy about Vincent Gallo. I’m always craning my neck around to see what he’s careened into most recently.
A few years ago, I was able to attend a screening of Brown Bunny at which he was interviewed before the audience after his difficult film played. The man’s quite skilled at saying loathsome things while making you reluctantly fall in love with him, and he has undeniably superb style.
The first of the Coppola filmmakers puts Vincent to work in the intensely Italian-looking Tetro. Its been ages since I’ve gone and seen an “art house” film. Tetro might be just the vehicle to change that.
