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Up until now, I've admired every cine that George Clooney has directed (yes, even Leatherheads, his 1920s screwball football comedy). So if I heard about The Monuments Men, his sixth airing as a filmmaker, I ample it apparently couldn't miss. Based on one of those reality-is-stranger-than-fiction actual incidents, it tells the absurd adventure of a aggregation of building curators and art historians who were beatific abaft adversary curve during World War II to balance hundreds of pieces of art that had been pilfered by Nazi thieves. The purpose of the mission was to rescue, and preserve, the actual acculturation we were angry to save.
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