This is a peripheral Matt Drudge-like posting and I’m sorry, but as soon as I heard the term “dino-chickens” I was hooked. In my entire life I’ve never heard this term, and I’m speaking as a guy who once wrote a Roger Corman– or George Pal-type script called Killer Chickens. The size of ostriches, out for blood, looking to settle a score with humans…screaming overall-clad victims being chased around the barnyard and pecked to death. I would honestly pay to see this movie if somebody made it.
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A friend suggested a list of the Ten Best American Crime Flicks of the ‘70s. By which he meant films...
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I’ve never been able to give myself over to Sam Peckinpah’s Major Dundee, a 1965 Civil War–era western, and I’ve...
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