Shut up, Rose.

She'll have a miscarriage and then the dog dies. Another film where you don't see such tragedy in the ad campaign.

NICE LADY!

PJ never stalked James Woods.

Hey, keep it down. I'm listening to J.J. Johnson.

He has a wife, you know.

And in your beard.

You wouldn't ask C.C. Deville that.

You wouldn't ask Bill Ward that.

I would have liked to see Clive & Naomi do unspeakable things to each other. That would have boosted the film a little. The shoot out is still pretty impressive.

Yes on Fat City, Raging Bull and When We Were Kings. Add The Set Up with badass Robert Ryan.

Octopussy.

I have a friend who rode his motorcycle from Baltimore to Woodstock. The closest he got the stage was a hundred yards, just so he could see Ten Years After. His bike was stolen and he hitch-hiked back to Baltimore and his pissed-off dad.

Pork roll, Scrapple and a 6 og Schaefers, Schmidts, or Genesee Cream Ale. That's good eats. Plus Tasty Cakes for dessert.

Belushi could play a frat guy. Farley was a frat guy.

Hey, Edie
I miss your long hair.

Everyone at work turned around and is wondering why I'm laughing. Bravo, Rowsdower.

Wow
What a weak-ass Jack Lemmon collection. That's right up there with the second WB collection of Paul Newman films which included The Silver Chalice and When Time Ran Out.

Still a First Babe. Also…

No fiery cancerAIDS for you.