It’s no secret that Richard Linklater is not averse to a bit of dialogue in his films, and Blue Moon is no exception. It’s basically a series of conversations with—and occasional monologues by—Broadway stalwart lyricist Lorenz Hart (Ethan Hawke) on one of the worst nights of his life, when, ensconced in the bar of New York theater hangout Sardi’s, he hides his despair with a burbling stream of sardonic wit, fabulously bitchy gossip, perceptive observations on musicals and musical artists, and occasional moments of naked vulnerability. It recalls Louis Malle’s conversational, restaurant-set My Dinner With André , though in this case, it’s My Drinksfest With Larry (as Hart was known to his friends).

The source of Hart’s immediate unhappiness is that he has just come from the opening nig

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