Mr. Cellophane

In a location adjacent to a place in a city of some significance, what comes out of my head is plastered on the walls of this blog.

Sunday, July 01, 2018

I gotta say, I felt so sorry for that bear at the end of The Great Outdoors. Maybe, it was the unholy squalling it did as it ran off after being shot in the ass. Geez, John Hughes, what works in a Tex Avery cartoon isn't guaranteed to work in live-action.

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