Dale Peck

  • COVERING THE SPREAD: VINCENT GALLO’S BUFFALO ’66

    It’s rare to see a film so totally the product of a single personality as Buffalo ’66. Yet Vincent Gallo’s first feature—he cowrote it, stars in it, directed it, and even composed three terrible, terrible songs for the score, which he also sings—is more than that. It’s not merely a product of his personality but a picture of it. The film’s narrative is overtly cinematic, but at heart it feels like a diary, compelling in a voyeuristic manner, even, if one can still use the term, real. Rather than actually tell a story, the narrative is jerry-rigged out of a series of minute, finely crafted, but