“Sin City (2005)” Review
Lucille is my parole officer.
Lucille is my parole officer.
Two weddings and a funeral. And a baptism.
Let’s play.
Gentlemen, you can’t fight in here. This is the War Room.
We’re gonna kill the Swede.
I wanted to watch 25 new (to me) films before the vernal equinox but I’d watched that many before the solstice.
“Haven’t you any romance in you?” “Sure I have, but I got rid of it.”
Hi there. I want to talk to you about ducts.
Beware the moon, lads.
Not elementary.
Another Tarantino film – his latest. His eightist.
Nothing can possibly go wrong…