The Guys (review)
If you want an idea of what New York was like in the immediate days after 9/11, here you go. For me, it’s a shattering reminder — not that I need one — of that lost daze all us New Yorkers wandered around in for weeks in the fall of 2001. I pretty much start sobbing as *The Guys* opens, with footage from a firehouse security camera, one lone fireman in shorts standing on the sidewalk, just watching the world go by; the timestamp reads 09.11.01 8:48am, the last innocent moment before a shower of office paper starts to fall in the street.






