Spike Lee's latest joint, like much of his recent work, is an epic exercise in tedium. While it's punctuated by moments of greatness - and sometimes, even genius -- those moments come too few and too far between to make Summer of Sam a truly great film. Sure, the tale of New York City in 1977, when David Berkowitz, a.k.a. Son of Sam, was marauding the Bronx with a .44 revolver, is a great place to start. But clocking in at almost 2 1/2 hours, you're likely to wish Son of Sam had taken you out at the halfway point.
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