Despite Scientology, Sobs...
R.I.P. Chocolate Salty Balls...
I saw Wattstax at a once-segregated, rapidly disintegrating grindhouse in Albany, Georgia in late 1973 and flipped my fucking lid. Rufus Thomas and the Bar-Kays kinda kicked Issac's ass in the film, but Mr. Hyperbolicsyllabicsesquedalymistic's intro was beyond classic...

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(Lobby card set for the confused but no less entertaining Italian-American co-sploit drive-in staple Three Tough Guys...)

(One of the posters created for Jonathan Kaplan's Shaft-lite epic Truck Turner. It was gritty and satisfying in its own lugubrious way, of course...)
I saw Wattstax at a once-segregated, rapidly disintegrating grindhouse in Albany, Georgia in late 1973 and flipped my fucking lid. Rufus Thomas and the Bar-Kays kinda kicked Issac's ass in the film, but Mr. Hyperbolicsyllabicsesquedalymistic's intro was beyond classic...
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(Lobby card set for the confused but no less entertaining Italian-American co-sploit drive-in staple Three Tough Guys...)
(One of the posters created for Jonathan Kaplan's Shaft-lite epic Truck Turner. It was gritty and satisfying in its own lugubrious way, of course...)
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