Mitchell HB’s review published on Letterboxd:
Hoop-tober the Ninth Chapter Seventeen: Don't Get Fresh, Mr. Scarecrow
"It has to be me."
Best of the trilogy, with an acknowledgment of my biased affection for saturated recreations of Technicolor glory. But c'mon, even aside from that, the scarecrow? The audition? The dang Monologue? And the closing shot? Miracles. West has never made better scenes than those. Just really cool, all around.