“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds."
Sunday, July 1, 2018
Run Coyote Run (1987)
Lost in the trunk of a car until recently, this is now available online for $10 or you can buy a copy for $25. Save your money. Renee Harmon, who's been in a surprising number of films in this blog, stars and it's been said that the over-actors in the cast (there are several) paid her to have a role. It was shot over a period of years, probably splicing together several plots, and the actors visibly age and in one case, takes on a different role. It's the story of a police psychic and the search for a cassette tape, but why it strays into the occult, where the ax murders belong, why a toy animal shows up on a corpse... and so on... happens, is not really clear. The lack of continuity is laughable. James Bryan directs, sort of.
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