they always look backwards to me.
they always look backwards to me.
The livery itself was a comment on how ugly the 917/20 was.
The 924. It has every appearance of being a generic hatchback that everyone seemed to pump out in the late 70s/early 80s. Nothing about the looks sets it apart from its contemporaries at all.
The Pinto was a fun to drive, economical car that was a pretty brilliant design. Unlike some cars that were actually awful, it just got a bad rap. The $11 part is a real story...it was a brace for the gas tank. But, as a whole, the car was pretty good and immensely better than its competitor, the Vega.
I would hazard that most people don't think much about them, good or bad.
LOL wut?! The Pinto was a shit car. Not for the gas tank issue, but just because it was a shit car.
The Audi 5000 shown isn’t the right one, and wasn’t the Mirthmobile a Pacer, not a Gremlin?
What a shame. I don’t give two figs about corpses being tossed around in the back, but the smoking is a deal breaker.
I don’t think Hurt Locker is all that enduring or anything, but it’s pretty bad propaganda if that was its goal.
Agreed about Pulp Fiction, it was never going to win but it is better. I think the reason Forrest Gump won over Shawshank is that it’s boomer nostalgia bait - it doesn’t just tell one story, it tells like six stories about one guy and they all rely on some form of “look at how great things were when I was younger”.
Truly the most random appearance of Godwin’s Law I’ve ever come across
There’s no way Forrest Gump should have beaten both Pulp Fiction AND The Shawshank Redemption. I don’t like the movie in the first place but come on.
Still can’t believe Bohemian Rhapsody was nominated. It was a (barely) glorified standard issue VH1 Behind the Music. Best actor, maybe, but everything else was average at best. It contains a 4th wall breaking Wayne’s World joke, ffs.
Gladiator was great though. I watched it the other day. Was I not entertained? Yes I was, thoroughly.
As someone from the city itself, I found Belfast absolutely nauseating. Twee, inauthentic nonsense with Van Morrison blaring over the whole film. It’s the Irish equivalent of Hillbilly Elegy.