In 1975, the fight for Best
Picture at the Academy Awards saw one of its toughest battles: Kubrick’s Barry
Lyndon, Lumet’s Dog Day Afternoon and Spielberg’s Jaw were among the nominees
for the award going to Forman’s One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest. While they may
be great, in retrospect, it is Robert Altman’s sensationally sprawling vision
of America, Nashville, which is the best of these films, and among the very
best of all time. A musical epic with twenty-four central characters in the
ensemble, Altman and screenwriter Joan Tewkesbury weave together a vivid,
raucous series of stories, outrageously funny and humanly poignant, occurring over
the course of five days in the eponymous capital of country music. This State
of the Union is rabidly political, Nashville acting as a microcosm for America
as a whole. A stick of dynamite up the ass of The White House, Robert Altman’s
Nashville more than lives up to the tagline “The damndest thing you ever saw.”
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