…a.k.a.: First, You Drip.
“Tomorrow we’ve got 75,000 people in the Dome…and a psycho on the loose.”
Mama Bear goes on rampage when child is kidnapped for ransom—and you don’t want to mess with this animal.
Uh…they couldn’t just adopt?
Attention! Attention fellow American lockdown inmates!
Back in college, a buddy gave me John Fowles’ novel, The Magus, as a birthday gift, with the express purpose of seeing if I saw what he saw in it.
Sometimes you just need some soap-opera suds to kick off the holidays.
Her driver’s license. Her credit cards. Her bank accounts. Her identity. DELETED.
Grimy, relentlessly downbeat actioner/drama, incisive and intriguingly hazy—and far better than its rep indicates—with Raquel Welch’s first really accomplished performance.
One long, downbeat descent into the void.