Every movie is a documentary of its making. Or a documentary of what the makers want you to believe about that making, about where it was made. Make enough movies in the same place over time and you get a history, a collection of narratives linked by location. What does that history say about that place? These are lofty thoughts, perhaps they should be brought to earth. Why is Burt Reynolds, with trademark mustache, dressed as a nun and chasing a dude through one of Boston’s oldest public parks?

Reynolds is doing this in the 1972 film Fuzz, one of more
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