Subtle Bluntness

RIP, David Carradine.  From Caine to Bill to Frankenstein (and even as Coley in Macon County Jail), you were awesome. “It’s always seemed to me like a mission. A holy one, like the Blues Brothers. It’s a marathon. You can’t quit; even coming in dead last has honor. Quitting doesn’t. Look, I had absolute faith [...]

I have a problem with any movie based heavily on cars. They always affect me a bit too much, and usually not for the best. Here’s an example: After I saw Grindhouse, I sped all the way home. Not just like a little speeding, I mean a lot speeding. I had the highway to myself, [...]