Film

The Last Tycoon

Name: The Last Tycoon
Genre: Drama, Romance
Released: 1976
Cast: Robert De Niro, Tony Curtis, Robert Mitchum, Jeanne Moreau, Jack Nicholson

Workplace drama

Elia Kazan's adaptation of Fitzgerald's unfinished novel about a Hollywood golden-age producer at the peak of power and the edge of collapse. De Niro carries the weight of empire—ambition, romance, exhaustion—with a quietness that makes the film's melancholy burn. It's a portrait of a man who built something beautiful and can't stop building, even as it kills him. For anyone who loves the texture of old Hollywood and character studies that don't need explosions.

TMDb rating

3.2

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