Streets of Fire
Whatever happened to that particular genre? Where movies were, you know, just movies. The kind where you could put your brain on idle and still enjoy stuff. Where you don't have to condition yourself to anticipate the next retina-searing special effect. The movies where the boy doesn't get the girl, but it's still... ok. Where violence is plain violence; nothing more, maybe even slightly less. And the mooosic....
Those movies....Like sipping tea in a bubble bath.
Ah, what the heck! Resident Evil, it is.
urped by gumz @ 8:31 PM
