The Ghost Writer
By Sabrina Hamilton-Payne | March 18, 2010The Ghost Writer, however, transcends Roman Polanski's tainted legacy and reaffirms his status as one of the world’s best directors.
The Ghost Writer, however, transcends Roman Polanski's tainted legacy and reaffirms his status as one of the world’s best directors.
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