In praise of the 1980 Western fiasco
6
… an audiovisual marvel propping up an embarrassingly weak script.
Natasha Lyonne’s human bullshit detector Charlie Cale is still on the run from mob-bosses, with Season 2 seeing her continue to deal with strange crimes and shifting relationships – this
...you'd need a particularly hard heart not to be moved by their story.
...manages to be sporadically engaging but is too bloated and unwieldy to hit the mark like its predecessor.
We were somewhere near Kentucky, on the edge of the bluegrass, when the bourbon began to take hold...
Jeez, remember when Bond was this much fun?