This is a short about Kimmy Robertson talking to a medium to find out more about Jack Nance’s death, and yet I’m more interested in retired homicide detective Jerry Beck’s whole deal.

Also bought these two good boys.

I really do love a violent underbelly.

Friedkin made a perfect sleazy 80s excess movie and then said, “You know what could make this even better? A soundtrack written entirely by Wang Chung.”

If doctors still smoked he would have taken a huge drag while muttering, “This stupid fucking kid”.