Monday, December 08, 2008

West World

I saw this film when I was kid snuggled between Mum and Dad on the old couch with the tatty orange spread. The 70's tv advertising gave way to the feature film and it then preceded to scare 5 kinds of crap out of me. Was it the unrelenting cold stare of Yul? The mindless violence and sex the guests participated in? The nihilistic way the tables were turned? The blood's highly unusual shade of bright red? Whatever it was, I didn't own a computer until I was 21.

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