Bronwen and Bronwen are in NYC so I took myself to the movies to see this fascinating biopic about Truman Capote and the writing of In Cold Blood. Seymour Phillip Hoffman channels the dead author. He is simply remarkable. The film is very good, if a tad long. The story of his journey west and the creation of a new form of writing, the ‘non-fiction novel’ really is quite impressive. It deals with his drinking (omnipresent), his narcissism, his ambivalent feelings about the killer(s), and much more. It also gives us a look into NYC elite culture, Nell Harper Lee (author of To Kill a Mockingbird) his assistant in the original research for the book, and the people whose story he’s telling ‘out there’. Excellent support, especially Chris Cooper as the officer in Kansas who helps bring the killers down. But the movie is Hoffman’s. For me, it’s a race between him and Straithorn (“Good Night and Good Luck”) for the Oscar By the way, just as the movie ended, Bronwen called to tell me B+ had broken her wrist in NYC. What a bummer. See this one