‘Airport 1975’ (1974): Celebrating 50 years of landing jumbo jets – the hard way

Maybe I missed something during the absolute euphoria of the last three weeks, but I’m not seeing anything online about the 50th anniversary of the apex of the “golden age” of disaster movies: the November/December 1974 releases of Airport 1975, Earthquake, and The Towering Inferno. All were socko successes with ticket buyers (if not the… Read More ‘Airport 1975’ (1974): Celebrating 50 years of landing jumbo jets – the hard way

‘The Executioner’s Song’ (1982): ‘Director’s Cut’ of chilly ‘true life’ novel still a terrifying tale

I made the mistake of going to the movies this week. A new movie. In an actual theater. That I had to pay for. Without thinking, I bought a ticket for Terrifier 3, for no other reason than I wanted to see if I could recreate the feeling I used to have back in the… Read More ‘The Executioner’s Song’ (1982): ‘Director’s Cut’ of chilly ‘true life’ novel still a terrifying tale

‘Bobby Deerfield’ (1977): Pollack & Pacino stall at the starting line

Another summer of fun, right? Hot dogs, baseball games, grandma’s old-fashioned cracker crumb cake, lazing on the front porch at dusk, watching the fireflies, waiting for the next government-sanctioned assassination attempt…it’s been a real scorcher. I’ll tell you what’s not hot—Al Pacino’s Bobby Deerfield, the ludicrous 1977 Sydney Pollack attempt to marry Formula One racing with… Read More ‘Bobby Deerfield’ (1977): Pollack & Pacino stall at the starting line

‘The Oklahoma City Dolls’ (1981): Skip the Big Game. THIS is more fun!

Okay, now look: if you’re stupid enough to actually watch the Super Bowl this year believing that the fix isn’t in, now that the globalist Uni-Party has paid the curiously asexual PSYOP/singer to “hook up” (rrrrrriiiiiiiiiiiight) with the bone-headed “clot shot” shill, all in service of the eventual President Bumbles endorsement, well…I don’t know what… Read More ‘The Oklahoma City Dolls’ (1981): Skip the Big Game. THIS is more fun!

‘Macon County Line’ (1974): Classic exploiter should be seen at the drive-in!

A buddy of mine gave me a heads up this week that our last local drive-in closed for good a few weeks ago. When I was a kid, there were nine drive-ins spread out in the sticks, and on the fringes of the rapidly-expanding suburbs. Not surprisingly, I kept waiting to feel bad about what… Read More ‘Macon County Line’ (1974): Classic exploiter should be seen at the drive-in!