Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
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guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Thursday, May 31, 2001

Titus. Stunning. Purely visceral. A feast for the eyes and the mind.

On the way out, I heard one punter whinge: "I wish it had been in modern English, so I could understand it. So you wouldn't have to concentrate all the time, and could relax."

Sonny, if you could relax in that movie anyway, I think you're seriously odd. Or maybe just a moron.

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