This is a brave film. There was a time when J. Edgar Hoover was among the most prominent Americans and there was no way to make a reasonably honest movie about him. Now there is a tendency to ask, J. Edgar Who?
Master of cinema bizarrité David Lynch is giving the Parisian nightlife a shot of his distinctive brand of surrealism by directing part of the production of a new nightclub, Silencio, based on his 2001 film “Mulholland Drive.”
It’s not quite “Ozzie and Harriet with Security Clearances,” but there is something inescapably unedifying in watching the Wilsons bicker their way through the clichés of marital disaffection in a case that—let’s face it—was of small import in the context of the much larger crimes perpetrated by a pusillanimous power elite.