Welcome Back, you intrepid consumer of cinematic discourse. You’ve arrived at the final course in our conversation about My Dinner with Andre — a film composed almost entirely of talking, pausing thoughtfully, and then talking some more.

This week, Pat and Isaac are bringing their discussion to a close with flowing insights, the sharp banter, and their usual level of profanity laced metaphors.

As always, this episode contains spoilers. If you haven’t seen the film, it’s two middle aged men having dinner and talking. You’ve been spoiled - get over yourself. Also, as previously indicated, expect profanity.

If you’re just joining us now, you may want to go back to part one — not for continuity, but for context. It’s like starting dessert without the salty garlic bread course.

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Now then — let’s wrap things up. Closing statements, lingering questions, the distinct sound of patience fraying, and maybe another special track from your’s truly and the music guy.