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Mar
3rd
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How does a guy get to be a geek?

Feb
8th
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For the lovable pipe dreamers

Feb
3rd
Tue
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“Would you… yum me, just once more?”

Jan
28th
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She didn’t come there to talk out of school.

Jan
27th
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Delightful

Jan
22nd
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“Anyone wise to you yet?”

Jan
19th
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Barbara Stanwyck sleeps her way to the top.  From the 1933 movie “Baby Face,” a flick so steamy Hollywood decided it better start enforcing the production code in 1934.

Jan
12th
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Even the trailers were better in the old days

Jan
9th
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Claire Trevor can’t sing.  And it breaks your heart.  The set-up:  Trevor is Edward G. Robinson’s dame.  He’s a ruthless gangster.  She used to be a hot night club singer but years of drink have turned her into a pitiful lush.  Robinson’s Johnny Rocco is not only a heartless gangster, he might just be one of the most sadistic creeps to ever grace the flickering silver screen.  Right before this scene, he promises to let her have a drink if only she’ll sing a song like she used to.  Now watch her sock you in the gut with the nakedness of her desperation.

Jan
7th
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Old school heroic fantasy, courtesy of Fritz Lang.