Before she dazzled on that stripper pole at the Super Bowl, J.Lo was a lowly maid in NYC, cleaning up messes left by the rich and connected.
Long after the Viet Cong was gone, Gidget and the Fonz got it on!
Run for cover… This is no ordinary day in the sun! Let’s say goodbye to the 1980s in style.
A low-budget indie starring a crazy MMA fighter as a crazy, murderous psychopath in a love letter to slashers of yore.
A light and breezy romantic comedy that pulls its ideas from everything else popular at the time…and with a pop-star lead to sell it.
Ah yes, the Picasso Trigger. It’s high art!
Lemme tell ya something, brother! Let’s steer this Hulkamania train off the rails!
Sometimes you just need some soap-opera suds to kick off the holidays.
Crashing 70s trucker action, with handsome knothead Jan-Michael Vincent gear-jammin’ it down the road of exploitation thrills and thoroughly confused politics.
Before starting this review, let’s hit the Jacuzzi. I do my best thinking there.