‘Jacqueline Susann’s The Love Machine’ (1971): Aggressively inept, trashy schlock (thank god)
Awfulness like this is rare—it needs to be acknowledged and celebrated.
Awfulness like this is rare—it needs to be acknowledged and celebrated.
The Anti-Godfather.
A perfectly tempoed coming-of-age Western, with clear meditations on the difference between boys and men, between crime and moral fortitude…and between murder and justice.
It’s the end of the line for Billy Jack.
Ready for some more Billy Jack? Of course you are.
“Watch his feet, man. He can kill you with his feet.”
Terrific, little-seen U.K. suspenser.
Entertaining, well-crafted G-rated family adventure…the kind Disney used to make before becoming Satan’s toilet brush.
Sad news: that multi-talented actor, Rip Torn, passed away the other day at 88 years old. Most of the news items I read led off with his well-remembered stint on The Larry Sanders Show, but I didn’t see any mentions of his best performance: 1973’s country drama, Payday.
So. It’s getting late and I don’t want to screw around. I don’t want “good” TV or “fine television” (blech), and I don’t want what everyone else wants, like GOT (this country, no question, is doomed). I want old timey stuff from my youth, with grown-up actors and actresses whom I recognize, in plots I… Read More ‘Disaster on the Coastliner’ (1979): It’s Shatner to the rescue when Amtrak goes off the rails