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Directors of the world, please, if you absolutely, positively, have to put your show on the road, do your audience a favor and let the leads hit the road as a team, as a single unit, one driving and one riding shotgun. Can you imagine if Thelma hit the road solo, sending Louise postcards through the whole damn movie? That's what My Blueberry Nights is like. Minus Harvey Keitel as a Texas "Investigator". Minus a shirtless Brad Pitt in a cowboy hat. Minus a suicide over the edge of the Grand Canyon. Minus, minus, minus.