Hurricane winds are no match. None.
I watch trailers at work.
“James Dickey wrote this movie. James Dickey was a poet. This is proof that not all poetry is pretty. Some of it is pretty disgusting.”
So if you think all of this is a big waste of time, check out this massive effort. A guy from France travels to Canada to visit and provide commentary about the making of “First Blood.” A French guy commenting on the efforts of a war hero. In literary circles that is called irony.
Better to be king for a night time than schmuck for a lifetime.” R. Pupkin.