Okay, I just watched Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil for the first time. It was one of those ones you save up, 'cause you know you’re gonna like it for some random reason.
I haven’t been around enough to know conclusively that Savannah is the most beautiful city in the world, but I’ve been to Kevin Barry’s in Savannah more than once (and I’ve seen a few dozen other cities). It’s an Irish pub (“no shit,” says our Irish friends) on the waterfront. The waterfront, like the rest of the town, is really not that large.
I’m willing to bet my errant testacle that John Cusack walks into that bar in the film. Only it’s not called Kevin Barry’s. It’s called Winston Churchill’s in the film. And it’s cut in half and turned into a stage where he sees his love interest singing.
I don’t know how I know this. Am I full of it?
And if I am, that’s a pretty snide little joke, ain’t it? Clint ain’t a bad director.