Yeah, I know, you're probably wondering why I'm writing this letter 64 years after you left us for the heavens. It's just that a lot has happened in America since your passing. A nasty debate has ensued that reflects back on the legacy you left behind.
Teller's performance as Andrew Neiman, an outsider type who finds his muse through playing the drums, is a well-crafted, grounded turn. Neiman awkwardly walks through life, only finding solace when he's banging on the drums.
Growing up a fat kid in Yonkers, NY (that'd be the title of my autobiography by the way), my number one way to escape the middle school jerks and the growing waistline was going to the movies. I would see two each weekend.
Here's the thing: the more ravaged and tortured Walken looks, the more beautiful I find him. His face is the face of an artist; you can imagine the statue. And in every frame, you can see and you can love the depth of greatness -- of the character and the actor.