AskMe-style discussion about the holes in the wall around Sefton Park, Liverpool.
Still a remarkable film for all the monotone approach to religion & politics with amazing performances from Tracy and March. If I could criticise it's that sometimes the histrionics and shouting drown out the message.
Partly written by Alexander Payne (between 'Election' and 'About Schmidt'). Certainly a hell of a lot better than it could have been thanks to some fun performances and tight direction and a development of the creature concepts.
Nice, short appreciation of the best film magazine few have read. Think 'Hotdog' but actually good.
Some of their journalism lives on throughout the web. One day I might try and see if I can reconstruct a few issues using bootleg online data.
"I don't consider myself in the same league as all those great old records. That album wasn't made with pop goals, but it was made with different goals than most of those jazz records. I consider myself lucky."
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