FTM 830: THE BLUES BROTHERS

It's 106 miles to Chicago. Patrick and JB have full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it's dark, and they're wearing sunglasses.

Celluloid Ramblings: That's the Sad Thing About a Blu-ray Civil War, Little Johnny; It Pits NEIGHBORS Against NEIGHBORS

by JB

This week, gentle readers, I reach into the depths of esoterica. (NOTE TO SELF: Name for a NEW weekly column in 2020: “The Depths of Esoterica!”)

The Overlook: 1941

by JB

Boy, did everyone (but me) hate this film when it was originally released in 1979. I think they were angry because it wasn’t Jaws or Close Encounters of the Third Kind.

No, it wasn’t.

Drunk on Foolish Pleasures: The Blues Brothers

This week, I'm on a mission from God.

Unsung!: Neighbors

I remember really liking Neighbors when it first came out. I was in the minority.