Movie Night

Pow! Right in the kisser! Requiem for a Heavyweight gives us a first-person perspective of what it's like to be punched in the face by Cassius Clay (Muhammad Ali.) Ouch. But that's not as bad as sitting beneath a giant swing-arm desk lamp, sweating for a podcast recording. Take a good look in the mirror and then say goodbye to what you see.

Everything went south after 16 minutes and 35 seconds, but why deprive you of Akira because of our technical gaffe? Amoebas don't make motorcycles and atomic bombs!

We breeze through the plot of 1994's Blown Away. A movie about big name actors and wind. Not wind, bombs. Hi, Frank. Would you go on a first date at a chain restaurant? Does television ubiquity stress you out? Bye, Frank. Two mustards, please.

Once more, a sequel. A sequel again! The Exoricst III. Or The Exorcist 3. We don't fear hell. Christian names. Turlet. Fractured sentences. It's the smiles that keep us going. The bits of giggles and good cheer.

Was that a horse? Drumroll please...that WAS a horse. Whiplash is about jazz, obviously. Did I say jazz? I meant jerks. Raised voices, some strong-ish opinions and a mysterious knock at the door. Good job. What are you... there's no fucking Mars Bar down there, what are you looking at?