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The craft and filmmaking in 2001 are superb. What I didn't like was the self-important tone. I think it has a lot to do with the "high art vs. low art" debate, or maybe even that I thought it was boring. But I can admit it was a work of art.

As proof of me being a walking contradiction, I am a fan of a equally overblown and dense novelist, Thomas Pynchon, and the genre of "hysterical realism." I'm still struggling to understand the contradiction. Maybe I need to revisit 2001...