Showing posts with label 1985. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1985. Show all posts

Classic Movie Review After Hours

After Hours (1985) 

Directed by Martin Scorsese 

Written by Joseph Minion 

Starring Griffin Dunne, Rosanna Arquette, Teri Garr, Cheech and Chong 

Release Date September 13th, 1985

Published 

The tracking shot that opens Martin Scorsese's black comedy, After Hours, is relatively meaningless. It's just a neat visual way to end up with the camera pointing to our protagonist, Paul Hackett. This is a valid cinematic choice, no criticism there. That said, as a student of opening scenes, I am a little bummed out. In my last exploration of a Scorsese classic, The Age of Innocence, Scorsese's camera opened on flowers under the credits and in the opening moment, a flower given from a performer on stage to another. The flower imagery in The Age of Innocence was the underlying theme of the movie. 

Perhaps, the vacuousness of the tracking shot in After Hours is a reflection of Paul's own vacuousness. Under the credits, we're hearing Mozart's Symphony in D Major No. 45. The symphony has little to do with the story either but it is beautiful and Paul is a handsome guy so, if I am going to read too much into every second of After Hours, perhaps these two surface level observations combined with the meaningless tracking shot crashing on Paul's face, is all to add up to how empty the character of Paul is and how his descent into a world of madness will only underline how Paul prefers being an empty vessel of capitalist exploitation to the alternative of actually living a life, as messy and problematic as that can be. 

As Paul Hackett's (Griffin Dunne) co-worker, played in a brief cameo by Bronson Pinchot, prattles on about how he doesn't plan on doing this job that Paul is teaching him in this scene, Paul is struck by the co-worker's words. He stops listening almost immediately, this man having a plan and goals in life, has Paul searching the world around him for a meaning. As the co-worker goes on about getting into publishing, Paul's eyes fall on everyday office stuff before finally landing briefly on a shot of a birthday calendar, and a picture of a child on a co-worker's desk. The story of a person with a family, a life away from work, is what jars Paul back to reality and the reality that his new co-worker doesn't realize he's hurt Paul's feelings a little, just enough to make him not pay attention before awkwardly excusing himself. 

The deck is beginning to stack. The conversation with Paul's co-worker is underlying a theme that will become clear, Paul doesn't have a life outside of work. He has no family, no girlfriend, he doesn't even seem to have friends, or, at least, he doesn't make it plain that he has anyone he can call on a Friday night. As Paul leaves work, he's just another lonely face in the crowd, so insignificant that the gates closing his office nearly close on him, and he narrowly slips through as men are closing them. All the while, another, more melancholic classical music piece plays on the soundtrack. The giant golden gate doors close, and Paul is made smaller by their massive size in a striking visual. 

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Movie Review: 1985

1985 (2018) 

Directed by Yen Tan

Written by Yen Tan 

Starring Cory Michael Smith, Virginia Madsen, Michael Chiklis, 

Release Date March 19th, 2018 

Published August 12th, 2018 

Director Yen Tan’s 1985 left me an emotional mess. This incredibly moving drama about a gay man returning home for the holidays to his conservative, religious, Texas family hit me right me in heart with its brave storytelling and artful construction. Filmed in 16 millimeter black and white, the film gives you a feeling of a memory being recalled with great detail, directly from the year 1985. 

1985 stars Corey Michael Smith, best known for his role on TV’s Gotham, as Adrian. Adrian moved away from his Texas home three years ago to live in New York City and, for the first time, to live openly as a gay man. Having never come out to his parents, expertly portrayed by Virginia Madsen and Michael Chiklis, Adrian decides immediately to keep himself in the closet while back home so as not to upset his family dynamic. 

Adrian’s sexuality however, is not the only secret he’s decided to keep from his family. Verbal and visual cues will slowly reveal as the film goes on that Adrian has been losing weight, he’s been getting ill frequently and in a beautifully telling moment, his beloved dog clings to his side as if to protect and comfort him. It’s not hard to suss out what Adrian’s secret is though the film does gently allow the secret to be unfolded throughout the story. 

1985 was directed by Yen Tan, a filmmaker who I am unfortunately not familiar with though this is his fourth feature film according to Wikipedia. In notes that accompanied the movie when I saw it, Tan discussed how working with AIDS patients years ago inspired him to want to tell the story of a closeted gay man and the sadness, frustration, and heartache that comes from keeping secrets so essential to who you are. 

There is a next level of sadness at play here that I am reluctant to go into. I was lucky to watch the film without having read other reviews on Wikipedia or IMDB, places that give away the secret Adrian is hiding. Again, it’s not a twist or even a major reveal, it’s an organic, growing part of the story. I just really loved watching it unfold even as the brilliant visual and vocal clues in the movie give the game away with intent. 

It’s a wonderful piece of filmmaking and it’s not intended to fool you or gut punch you, it makes sense to the plot why Adrian is hiding something and the journey toward him actually saying what is happening out loud is powerful. Actor Corey Michael Smith does an incredible job of making Adrian genial and awkward and delicately pragmatic. The secret of his sexuality isn’t really much of a secret, as we come to find out, but the way in which the film gently layers this into the characters and the story is remarkable and emotional. 

I haven’t even mentioned one of my favorite parts of 1985. Actress Jamie Chung plays Carly, Adrian’s ex-girlfriend whom he broke up with three years earlier when he left for New York. Now an aspiring stand up comic,  Carly has no idea that Adrian is gay and when the two reconnect there is some awkward and brilliantly relatable truth to their interaction. Carly may seem like an extraneous character in some ways but her presence underlines dramatic moments from Adrian’s backstory that pay off with strong emotional impact. 

1985 will be on my list of the best movies of the year. Few films have touched me as deeply as this movie has. It’s not an easy movie, it’s not a movie for an audience that doesn’t want to be challenged and it is not a movie that rewards you with easy answers. This is a deeply emotional and beautifully rendered film that, if you allow it to, will break your heart in ways that will make it stronger and more empathetic going forward. That, to me, is a better feeling than any 10 blockbusters can provide. 

What a year for Black and White movies huh? Roma dazzled us with its arrival on Netflix last week with it’s crisp, clean, black and white sleekness. And here, in 1985, we get a black and white movie that uses this type of film to give age to the story, to evoke the time it is set within and to give the film a dreamlike or memory-like feeling. The grainy, slightly dark, look of 1985 gives the film the feeling of a story being recalled from memory, a little hazy, a little fuzzy, yet recalled with detail and deep emotion, as if we were in the mind of someone recalling this story and feeling what they felt at the time. 

Movie Review: New York Ninja

New York Ninja (1985) (2021) 

Directed by John Liu, Kurtis Spieler 

Written by John Liu, Kurtis Spieler

Starring John Liu, Don The Dragon Wilson, Cynthia Rothrock, Linnea Quigley, Michael Berryman

Release Date October 21st, 2021

Published August 22nd, 2022

The movie New York Ninja was lost to time. In 1984 director and actor John Liu gathered a cast and a crew and made an entire movie. Then, he never finished the movie. 37 years later the video distribution company Vinegar Syndrome, a boutique movie distribution company which specializes in movies few other studios wanted, outlandish and bizarre movies from foreign countries and the like, discovered that they had an unedited camera negative of the movie. 

This means that they had enough of the actual completed footage to edit into a complete movie. What they did not have, unfortunately, was the soundtrack including the recorded dialogue for all of the characters. That was unfortunate but the end of the road for this project as Vinegar Syndrome’s Curtis Spieler cut the movie together, wrote a script to match the action and tone of the film and then hired actors to provide voices, including some true B-movie legends, and New York Ninja was reborn. 

New York Ninja was the brainchild of actor-director-martial artist, John Liu. It’s rather unknown why Liu abandoned the project and how it ended being transferred around from owner to owner before ending up at Vinegar Syndrome. Regardless of the circumstances, New York Ninja is quite a revelation. That’s not to say it is a good movie, it most certainly is not, but it is a classically 80s style bit of nonsense that would have been right at home in the canon of Cannon Films or under the banner of the legendary schlockmeister Roger Corman. 

The story finds our lead character, played by John Liu, greeting his newly pregnant girlfriend. The girlfriend may as well have deadmeat tattooed on her forehead as they share a confusing interaction that ends after she ominously talks of her excitement about becoming a mother. In this conception of New York City street gangs roam the streets as of cosplaying The Warriors but with Halloween masks. They rob just about everyone and those who witness the robberies, assaults and rapes, simply turn the other cheek and go on with their business. 

Liu’s pregnant galpal happens to witness another woman being assaulted and because she didn’t just go on her merry way like nothing was happening, one of the thugs breaks away from the assault to murder her in broad daylight, on street teeming with cars, shooting her multiple times as she fumbles down some subway stairs. It’s a brilliantly unsubtle bit of off-kilter violence. You know this death is coming, everything about this screams motivation for a man to become a vengeance seeking Ninja. 

But first, John Liu has to show his range as he grieves his loss in the strangest way imaginable.  In a scene that I imagine would have resonated with a young Tommy Wiseau, Liu is alone on a rooftop of an apartment building where he had laid out a picnic for he and his lady love. He is desperately sad and after sending his news reporter coworker away, he proceeds to destroy the picnic table including a photo of himself and the girlfriend which he shatters. He then picks up the pieces of glass and crushes them into his hands leaving him cut and bleeding. 

When did he set up the picnic? Did he find out she was dead while on the rooftop? Did he set up an elaborate picnic on a bare rooftop after he knew she was already dead? None of these questions are answered and, even if they were answered, I can’t imagine the answers making any sense. All I do know is that this scene is awesomely funny. It’s a glorious piece of unintentional comedy, both poignant and hysterical, poignant for being so pathetic. 

In case you need it laid out any more blatantly, the death of his girlfriend is the impetus for Liu to become the New York Ninja, a martial arts vigilante. Or it will be his motivation, eventually. Before we actually see the New York Ninja in action we have to see him grieve in different locations and eventually show off some of his fighting skills out of costume when some thugs try to steal a thing he appears to be praying to? Not sure what it was but it was gold and he didn’t want to give it up. 

It actually takes forever for Liu to swear revenge. Before that, he becomes the Ninja and sets about saving random New Yorkers from random attacks by one of the City’s many roving bands of rapists and thieves. It’s actually an unintentionally hilarious send up of the perception of New York City in the 1980s. If you weren’t living in New York in 1984 you might have assumed it was overrun by gangs of rapists and thieves based on news coverage and comedy acts. Homer Simpson would appreciate the New York Ninja version of New York City as if it were a documentary. 

All the while the New York Ninja is finding himself as a crime fighter he’s missing the major criminal enterprise that was responsible for murdering his girlfriend. Considering that this gang is kidnapping attractive women, in broad daylight, and committing various murders, you might assume that Liu would target this group but that doesn’t happen until the final act when Liu finally gets around to trying to rescue nearly 20 or so beautiful women who were kidnapped in broad daylight and have been reported on repeatedly on the television network that Liu himself works for as a sound guy for the same reporter who is covering that story. 

Much of this odd, disconnected story was intentional, for comic effect. The intention of co-director, screenwriter and editor Kurtis Spieler who took John Liu's bizarre movie and pushed it to new Z-movie heights. With the help of distributor Vinegar Syndrome, Spieler created a new script, had that script performed by well known martial arts movie stars, and mixed the new comic dialogue over the unfinished work of original filmmaker John Liu. Famed figures such as scream Queen Linnea Quigley, beloved character actor Michael Berryman, and martial arts legends Cynthia Rothrock and Don The Dragon Wilson have leant their voices to the new track of New York Ninja. 

Now, I love the idea behind what Kuris Spieler has created here and some of the movie is quite fun. However, I can't help but feel a pang of disappointment. It's not a bad thing that we're all in on the joke of New York Ninja but it does take away some of the magic of it all. Take for instance, a movie like Miami Connection. The magic and appeal of Miami Connection is that no one involved is aware of the joke we in the audience are sharing. We are all laughing at the genuine effort of the filmmakers and the poignant, earnest failure is a delicious irony. 

You simply cannot manufacture that kind of ironic appreciation. There is only so much of that in New York Ninja and it comes from what little of John Liu's work remains. His deeply misguided plotting and lack of awareness of how a story should flow. In fairness, the dialogue created by Spieler is earnestly delivered and fitting for the strange anti-narrative of Liu's movie but knowing that this dialogue was crafted for the movie takes some of the thrill of New York Ninja away. 

Maybe it's just me, I felt the same way about the manufactured badness of Sharknado and never enjoyed any aspect of that brief cultural phenomenon. Perhaps, if you did like Sharknado and you don't mind having your so bad its good created with specific intent, then you might enjoy New York Ninja. For me, I will be over here enjoying Miami Connection, Fatal Deviation, and The Room. 

Movie Review Witness

Witness (1985) 

Directed by Peter Weir 

Written by Earl W. Wallace, William Kelley 

Starring Harrison Ford, Kelly McGillis, Lukas Haas, Danny Glover 

Release Date February 8th, 1985 

Published February 8th 2015 

Directed by Peter Weir, “Witness” stars Harrison Ford as Detective John Book, a Philadelphia homicide cop who stumbles into a corrupt conspiracy. While investigating the death of an undercover narcotics officer, Book becomes the protector of an Amish woman, Rachel (Kelly McGillis), and her son, Samuel (Lukas Haas), who witnessed the murder and eventually identifies a police detective named McFee (Danny Glover) as the killer.

After informing his superior, Chief Schaeffer (Josef Sommer), Book discovers the dangerous depths of the conspiracy and takes Rachel and Samuel into hiding, back to their family in the Amish country. How will Book unfold the conspiracy and protect Rachel and her son while conforming to the Amish way of life as protection against the outside world? That is the dramatic crux of “Witness.”

What is striking about the performance of Harrison Ford in “Witness” is the lack of star polish. Ford is without pretense toward stardom, he see’s no need to command scenes and instead allows the scene to settle around him. Ford doesn’t appear until a full 15 minutes into the film, time spent establishing Rachel as a widow and setting up for the murder that will drive the plot.

Once Ford enters the picture his character is more of a force of workmanlike dedication to the law rather than the hard charging, charismatic detective types favored by big stars. There is nothing showy or demonstrative about Book, he’s a guy doing a job who happens to find himself in an uniquely dangerous situation; one with an unusual set of options that play out in a highly compelling fashion.

The scenes set among the Amish while Book is hiding out and forming a plan to fight back against his conspirators, are quiet and thoughtful and proceed with their own force of plot. Convention tells us that Book and Rachel will fall in love but the ways in which that bond forms seem organic rather than by the force of what’s expected of a movie. I love the chemistry between Ford and McGillis which is expressed almost entirely in looks and gestures.

30 years later “Witness” is a testimony to the true talent of Harrison Ford, his ability to become an everyman instead of a superhero. Before he descended into a caricature of a growling, grouchy, senior citizen action hero, Ford was a true everyman hero who happened to be clever in a pinch and capable of selfless sacrifice in pursuit of what was right. It’s what made his Jack Ryan such a great character, he wasn’t always prepared for what was about to happen, he was just capable and a little more daring than most.

That’s the charm of Harrison Ford and it is the charm of “Witness.” Other stars would have made each moment about them and how smart or tough they are. Ford gives himself over to the moment and in the character of John Book he immerses himself in what is happening while failing as anyone might to actually prepare for the bad things that are on the horizon because, truly, who could be prepared for such a thing.

“Witness” is available for streaming now on Netflix or for rent via Amazon Prime streaming.

Movie Review Mischief

Mischief (1985) 

Directed by Mel Damski 

Written by Noel Black 

Starring Kelly Preston, Doug McKeon, Catherine Mary Stewart 

Release Date February 8th, 1985

Published February 8th, 2015 

There is a reason that the pleasant and quite entertaining movie “Mischief” is mostly lost to time. The film simply lacks any ambition. While it has entertaining performances, a terrific soundtrack, and an easy to relate to coming of age story, the film is stubbornly small in its ambition. There is no wont in the film to be anything more than a very slight teenage romance.

Doug McKeon is the ostensible lead of “Mischief” as Jonathan, a teenage horndog with a longstanding crush on Marilyn (Kelly Preston) that is seemingly doomed to be nothing more than a crush. Then, Jonathan meets Gene (Chris Nash) a classic other side of the tracks, James Dean loving, fellow outcast who becomes his guru with the ladies. It is Gene’s mission to help Jonathan get laid, a classically 80’s notion of teen comedy.

Together, Jonathan and Gene endure the pitfalls of smalltown life with rich kid bullies and indifferent adult figureheads aiming to keep them on the straight and narrow path to squaresville. Their friendship, while unlikely, is nevertheless well rendered and we can’t help but feel for both guys, even as we’ve witnessed this story more than a few times. McKeon and Nash work well together and with the aid of Preston’s smoking hot Marilyn and Catherine Mary Stewart’s more thoughtful Bunny, we find a group of characters that are easy to like and root for.

It’s just a shame that “Mischief” doesn’t have a little more ambition. Unlike the characters of another 1985 teens coming of age comedy, “The Breakfast Club,” the characters of “Mischief” are simply too narrow and singular. They have no ambition to be characters who define a generation. That comes in part from the film’s 1950’s setting which removes it from the modern experiences of teens of the time, but also from the narrow notions the film has about love and small town life. There is no grand statement to “Mischief” only minor, humorous incident.

If “Mischief” has a legacy now it’s only due to Kelly Preston. Her young, nubile, nudity was long a staple of the porn site “Mr. Skin,” home of celebrity nude stills from movies. Does “Mischief” deserve a better legacy than that? It might if the film had more ambition. As it is, I guess, it’s rather fitting.

Movie Review Fandango

Fandango (1985)

Directed by Kevin Reynolds 

Written by Kevin Reynolds 

Starring Kevin Costner, Sam Robards, Judd Nelson

Release Date January 25th, 1985

Published January 25th, 2015 

This weekend, January 24th to 26th, in 1985 Kevin Costner took his first leading man role in the mostly forgotten road comedy “Fandango.” Co-starring Sam Robards, Chuck Bush and Judd Nelson, “Fandango” follows four friends from the University of Texas on one, final, epic road trip before each heads off to Vietnam or maybe Mexico.

The year is 1971 and the day before Kenneth’s (Sam Robards) wedding, his graduation day from the University of Texas, he finds out he’s been drafted. So has his best friend Gardner (Costner) while their roommate Hicks (Nelson) has already volunteered to go. With their future’s uncertain the friends pile into a generic movie road trip car and head for the border with plans to dig up a relic of their earlier college years.

That’s the set up of “Fandango” but the film is more than just a road movie. Directed by Kevin Reynolds, Costner’s go-to director before their “Waterworld” falling out, “Fandango” is yet another 80’s movie still attempting to process the feelings inspired by the war in Vietnam. Set in 1971, in the midst of the worst of the war, we watch characters who’ve skirted the war effort as privileged college students now facing down the real possibility of death.

For all of the shiny, neon, plastic, phoniness of the 1980’s there were moments of true depth and sadness and much of it had to do with the lingering specter of  Vietnam. In the 80’s Hollywood was finally ready to examine the tragedy of Vietnam and perform the post-mortem examination with some of the great war movies of all time in “Platoon” and “”Full Metal Jacket.” And then there were smaller reckonings like “Fandango” which masked the angsty, life and death fears of Vietnam with a humor that barely concealed terror.

This comic angst is never more present in “Fandango” than in a brief scene set in a cemetery on one of the road trip’s many detours. Having run out of gas in a small town our heroes happen upon a pair of teenage girls who buy them dinner and take them around town. They wind up in a cemetery playing with fireworks which come to resemble the bombs dropping over Vietnam once Kenneth stumbles over a grave marked for an Army Corporal who died just that year in Vietnam.

The scene is a tad heavy-handed but Robards and Costner sell the moment with the fear on their faces while director Reynolds gives the moment time to breath. The fireworks lighting up the graves and the grave faces of Robards and Costner give the scene a strong visual quality even, as I mentioned early, as the scene is more than a little over-wrought with subtext.

For some reason I tried to be put off by “Fandango.” I fought the film’s charm early on because I was expecting a cheesy teen appeal road comedy. By the end of the film I was deeply charmed by the characters and the humor and camaraderie they use to fend off the feeling of impending doom engendered by their future trip to Vietnam. Costner is especially effective near the end of the movie when his memories of a lost love collide with his duty to his best friend and their terrifyingly uncertain future.

The movie ends with an only in the movies style impromptu wedding. Having convinced the residents of a small Texas border-town to help them honor Kenneth’s wish for a last second wedding to ‘The Girl,’ played by Suzy Amis, we watch a truly charming scene of homemade food and craft burst to life in the middle of the dusty town. The scene should not work but it does because everyone involved is so committed to it.

In the end, the combination of a charming cast and serious Vietnam related angst combine to make a surprisingly satisfying dramatic comedy. Is it surprising that “Fandango” isn’t well remembered 30 years later? No, it is by nature a road comedy, a sub-genre that has never been known for having a shelf life. However, I am quite pleasantly surprised to find myself a fan of “Fandango.”

Movie Review Tomboy

Tomboy (1985) 

Directed by Herb Freed 

Written by Herb Freed 

Starring Betsy Russell, Richard Erdman, Jerry DiNome 

Release Date January 25th, 1985 

Published January 26th, 2015 

“Tomboy” is a bizarre little time capsule of an 80’s movie. Ostensibly a typical 80’s T & A flick, “Tomboy” has an unusual feminist streak to it that plays almost as an accident. One of the first movies released in 1985, “Tomboy” illustrates why I chose to watch 30 year old movies: the wonder of the oddball hidden gem.

I came to “Tomboy” with my ironic smirk firmly in place and the film did not disappoint. First, there is a gloriously cheesy, unnecessary flashback/dream sequence that has little to no bearing on the rest of the movie beyond providing a minor inspiration for Tommy’s (Betsy Russell) being a ‘tomboy’.

Then comes a glorious theme song, a song so wonderfully, beautifully and unendingly cheese-ridden that it left me gasping through laughter. The song “Tomboy” sounds as if it were written as a parody by the team that made “Too Many Cooks” and the montage that accompanies seems to go on for a mindbending length of time ala ‘Cooks.’

Now, the way a movie like “Tomboy” is supposed to play, according to Hollywood conventions, is that our heroine Tommy is going to learn a lesson about how to be a girl. She may not give up being a greasy mechanic but she will embrace the pleasures of wearing pink, putting on too much makeup and perfume. Oh, and she will learn these lessons while falling for a “Hunk,” which is an 80’s term not unlike hottie and with a similarly short cultural shelf-life.

“Tomboy” however, rarely plays by the rules of your typical 80’s movie. Much of the credit for that goes to Betsy Russell who, while known for B-movies where she takes her clothes off, here plays a woman who takes her clothes off but not without a purpose. Russell plays Tommy as a surprisingly modern creation who can build a whizbang stock car inspired by her astronaut father and be a beautiful, sexually progressive young.

As played by Russell, Tommy isn’t merely a sex object, she’s an adult woman who owns her sexuality. The sex between Tommy and her love interest Randy Starr (Gerard Christopher) is legitimately sexy and adult. Even in the midst of puerile and unnecessary, even blatantly misogynistic displays of flesh in “Tomboy” Russell proves capable of being legitimately sexy without seeming exploited.

It’s a strange disconnect however because “Tomboy” isn’t a good movie. In many ways, the movie happening around Russell is a rather typically terrible drive in movie. And yet, Russell invests Tommy with a strength of character, a good heart and a strong sense of self. Even as I type this I am trying to find ways to take it back and recognize how campy and unimportant this movie most certainly is, but I cannot deny how compelling Russell really is as Tommy.

It seems very strange to say it but there is a seemingly accidental feminist streak to “Tomboy.” Tommy and even, to a point, her best friend Seville (Kristi Somers), are strangely progressive characters for an 80’s T & A comedy. Both get naked but there is an empowerment to the to display of flesh, they own the screen in these moments rather than being mere eye candy.

And still, the film holds a place of ironic, campy enjoyment. There is no way around how bad “Tomboy” is in terms of directing and dialogue, production design and editing. The movie is a slapdash disaster with zero pretension toward being anything other than a product meant to sell tickets to horny teens. This fact leaves me rather in awe of the subversive strength of Russell’s performance.

“Tomboy” is a fascinating movie of high camp and bizarre quality. Whether intended or not, the film has a progressive quality to its female lead that is unlike any 80’s comedy of its ilk. Did Betsy Russell really sneak a feminist hero into an 80’s teen comedy or have the shifting political and social tides of the past 30 years warped Russell’s performance into something unintended? The fact that a movie like this could inspire that thought is one of the reasons why I love movies.

Time for our re-casting of “Tomboy”

Tommy Boyd: played by Betsy Russell: Re-cast: Demi Lovato

Seville Ritz: played by Kristi Somers: Re-cast: Heather Morris

Randy Starr: played by Gerard Christopher: Re-Cast Skylar Astin

Movie Review Megalopolis

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