Last night I watched The End of the Tour, about David Lipsky's interviews with David Foster Wallace. Good film. Captures well the envy, competitiveness and aggression expressed by overeducated, literary male nerd types. In a different world they would have come to fists, but in this one the anger is all expressed via language, tone and body language. I appreciate Jesse Eisenberg's ability to convey sadness or anger just with his jaw or the furrow of his brow.