so what do the intellectuals of the world do, then, with all the free time they have not spent binge-watching “The Walking Dead” on Netflix? It isn’t made clear. But Brody does establish a cinematic alternative: “There’s a sort of mental dividing line”, he explains, “between those who see the first two ‘Godfathers’ as the great movies of the time and those who consider Cassavetes’s films to be the era’s supreme creations”. Now, this may be only anecdotal, but I personally know very few cinephiles, bloggers or critics who define their affection for either Coppola or Cassavetes in opposition to the other, and in fact I suspect most of my peers, like me, regard the two directors in similar esteem. For Brody, however, favoring (say) “A Woman Under the Influence” over “The Godfather” isn’t simply a matter of taste — it betrays a preference of sensibility, an alignment of sympathies and predilections with the independent, the improvisatory, the formally and intellectually radical. The division is an almost philosophical one: it’s the choice between the mogul and the maverick, the canonical classic or the perennial outsider.