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This watch, the dramatic scenes had a whole different weight to them, and felt almost <PERSON>-esque... until one of the characters' trauma is that he missed a shot in a high school basketball game...
It's such a silly film, but at this point it feels a little like a machine connecting its threads; my appreciation for its ordered showdowns and its attempts at structure - <PERSON> vs <PERSON>, <PERSON> vs <PERSON> in the final match, for instance - seems to grow with every watch.
Until, of course, I realise how much I have seen this, how intimately I know its beats and rhythms at this point. I am sometimes exhausted and irritated by it.
But still, it grows. 698