TV Club: The Big Bad Bro hits New York in Flesh And Bone

Flesh And Bone is a soap. There’s no getting past that. It’s trash with a classical music soundtrack, and hopefully it’s been established through these reviews that I don’t see that as a negative or a detriment. One of my favorite quotes, from film critic Pauline Kael, certainly applies, with a bit of tweaking for the medium, to Flesh And Bone: “Movies are so rarely great art that if we cannot appreciate great trash we have very little reason to be interested in them.” The problem is that Flesh And Bone only half buys into being Great Trash. It’s soapiness allows for a character like Paul to throw baby birds out the window in anger or for a character like Kiira to protect her territor at one moment, while wiping the blood away from her nose at the next.

But Flesh And Bone doesn’t …

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