Also, David Morse played the part of a good friend of my family, Father John MacNamee. The movie was called Diary of a City Priest, and I think was on PBS. It was basically the same character, violent, rule breaking, devoted to the poor ( maybe not that last part).
All this and I still can barely force myself to watch Hack.
Pete
On Sunday, March 14, 2004, at 08:57 AM, [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:
Ok, I've had it up to here with this ditzy neighborhood sitcom wannabe. Last night's episode not only gave me heartburn, but it escalated my blood pressure to dangerous levels. I mean, if I'm in the mood to watch�some gorgeous half-naked Puerto Rican nun get smacked around by�a psycho, I'd just as soon go to a Mel Gibson or Quentin Tarantino movie, or maybe peruse the works of the Marquis de Sade or Stephen King.
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Speaking of psychos, that corrupt ex-cop with a messianic complex ain't wrapped too tight himself. I would strongly recommend that he get hisself into therapy, quick, preferably with some lady shrink in spiked heels and a leather thong who carries a big whip. I mean, if�last night's plot is the only way this sorry-ass dude can figure to get himself into bed with one hot and spicy next-door Latino lady, he's got MAJOR problems.
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Personally I'm writing to CBS�*and* the FCC to tell them to yank this indecent sadomasochistic horrorshow right now. Hell, bring on the Amish reality TV show. Anything is better than this crap. Also, PETA might want to know about this.
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The scene where the psycho hangs up the stray pussy on the porch of 4418 Larchwood (the one with the really bad Christmas lights) was mildly amusing, although I'm not all that sure that Mike didn't do it himself. I'm not a violent man, but my recommendation is that all right-thinking University City Villagers keep a baseball bat handy in case this sad-sack taxi driver comes wandering around your alley. Purely in self-defense of course.
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Ross Bender
http://rossbender.org
