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THE STACK

 It occurred to me I ought to start posting the movies I've gone out and bought and will be writing up to make things more clear for the hypothetical audience outside of Fb that I don't yet have. I will, though. Minor internet semi-celebrity waits just over the next hill. Crazed fans, book and movie deals, obscene offers from troubled women, merchandising - the world of awesomeness only just eludes my grasp. 


Goodwill finished its renovations and the media shelves are back with a vengeance. One stop shopping, the best kind there is. Today, I found:
James Bond -
DR. NO
THUNDERBALL
ON HER MAJESTY'S SECRET SERVICE
THE MAN WITH THE GOLDEN GUN
THE SPY WHO LOVED ME
THE LIVING DAYLIGHTS
LICENCE TO KILL
SKYFALL

MISCELLANEOUS -
DONNIE DARKO
THE GHOST & THE DARKNESS
GOOD MORNING, VIETNAM
SEVEN (sealed)
THE PRICE-LEE HORROR COLLECTION -
HOUSE ON HAUNTED HILL
LAST MAN ON EARTH
THE BAT
HORROR EXPRESS
COUNT DRACULA & HIS VAMPIRE BRIDE
CIRCUS OF FEAR

BROKEN FLOWERS
JUNEBUG

BLURAY
COOL HAND LUKE (sealed)
SHUTTER ISLAND
READY PLAYER ONE

By coincidence two of the Bonds, THUNDERBALL & SPY WHO LOVED ME feature two of my most favorite Bond songs. Tom Jones and Carly Simon. Outstanding.

Let's get to it. 

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  1. Really interested to see what you think of Donnie Darko. It seemed brilliant to me in 2003 and I have not watched it since. My boyfriend at the time asked me to make him the rabbit mask from the movie and I didn't do a half bad job, if I say so myself--I was rather proud. I fear it (the movie) may not hold up so I'm curious for your take.

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    1. I saw it and hated it in '03, but I've read and heard so much since then that I've had it on my list to give another chance for a few years. I'm really interested to see what I think of it, too.

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