Twist Street: thewayoftheworld: Night of the Comet (1984): No. Sorry. Not letting...
Night of the Comet (1984): No. Sorry. Not letting you get away with this pissy (pussy) dismissive crtique so easily. The movie is not background noise and shouldn’t be criticised in that manner. Night of the Comet rocked. It had hot soap opera…
You’ve convinced me to watch Night of The Comet again soon. I suspect I may be embarrassed. Maybe I shouldn’t watch it. It holds a place in my heart reserved for feeling up a girl through her blouse. It could be that bad. Or that awesome. Because it wasn’t that good. If memories were golden, Europe would be solvent. And we would all be eating Twinkies and Hostess would be solvent.
Mazel tov!
