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Newspaper people love movies like this; it makes their profession seem so roguish. And indeed it was, once; decent people did not enter the newspaper profession anymore than they took jobs as harlot wranglers. But we love ’em now, because they make us look colorful. Alas: these archetypes we revere wouldn’t last a day in a modern newspaper – they were profane, drunken, nihilistic fabulists more concerned with the cards in their hands than the truth on the page. They’re fifty years and a billion miles from the cautious, comfy sorts who fill newspaper offices today, peering at their monitors and spending 30 minutes buffing a simile. My God, if I pulled a bottle of scotch out of my desk and screwed a cigar in my mug they’d take me to a conference room for an intervention.

Yeah. It’s like the difference between Lou Grant and, well, Ed Asner.