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The film’s protagonist, Gil Pender, yearns for the 1920s. We, the audience, now feel nostalgia for 2011—a pre-pandemic, pre-streaming-fragmentation era when you could buy a DVD and rip it to a hard drive without a subscription fee. Every time a fan searches for an they