Buffalo 66

It wasn't the most expensive movie of the year. It wasn't the best made. But "Buffalo 66" got me more excited than anything else I saw.

I know, I know, I never wrote a review of this one. That's because I couldn't do it justice in words. It made me so happy that I couldn't explain it on a computer screen. You would have had to see me to see how I got a big boner.

It's the most touching love story of the year. It has the best fucking ending I saw all year. It's funny, it's dangerous. There were a hundred opportunities for it to become maudlin, silly, or pointless.

It never did. It started well and got better and better. I walked out of the theater so happy to be alive that I jerked-off right there on the sidewalk in front of the Mayan theater.

And I wasn't arrested.

Thank you Vince Gallo, Christina Ricci, Ben Gazzarra and Anjelica Huston.

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