The Color of Money is a Paul Newman classic with the exact same daddy-son motif as cruise's Cocktail (1988), but unlike that boring cheesefest, this pool hustling tale has heart and panache.
This historical treatise has a lot of notoriety but I found it unnecessarily dense, and ultimately flawed, in that its focus on states and state power ignores a related discussion of capitalist power, such that altho there is a useful perspective to glean here about how a drive for social legibility can transform a society, I wouldn't recommend the book overall.
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