Voyeur house betty rick

2020.09.01 20:13 MikeJesus Voyeur house betty rick

I studied the VHS tape. It was one of those pop-in shells, the ones that have an open slot in the center where you can throw in a camera cartridge and watch your home movies without having to process them at a film store. It was exactly what I was looking for.
“Any idea where this came from?” I asked.
“No,” The man replied, wiping away about a quarter of the sweat that had gathered in his beard. The rest of it kept dripping on the remainder of his strange wares. He watched me with utter disdain, but I gave it another shot-
“Really? Where did you find it? Like, c’mon, a little bit of a background would be nice.”
“It’s not a boutique buddy, you’re at a flea market. You either buy it or you can fuck off. Too hot to deal with this detective shit,” he said, but then, probably because I was the only customer at his stall, his tone softened. “Got it from a storage unit auction. That’s all I can tell ya. Don’t keep track of this shit, I just sell it.”
That’s all the information I needed. I paid the man and took my mysterious prize home.
Back in the early 2000s I consumed YouTube vlogs like they were fine caviar and I was a Russian oligarch. There was just something about being able to kick back and become an invisible observer in someone else’s existence that really got to me. Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t some desperate basement dweller, I still had a functioning life of my own, but when evening came and all of my responsibilities were checked off, I’d jump behind my computer desk and take a break from reality.
I’d sit back and watch hours upon hours of other people’s lives. I watched a lonely man beat cancer, a promising student struggle with pills, a teen mother who cracked under the pressure of her new responsibilities. I watched people overcome and spiral and regress, I watched slices of raw humanity from all across the globe from the comfort of my own home. I got to get a taste of fates I never would have considered otherwise; a bunch of people speaking to inanimate objects reminded me that the world outside was vaster than I ever could conceive.
Then the Internet money rolled in and ruined it all. As soon as the people bearing their soul into the camera lens realized they could get paid all of the honesty seeped out of their videos. They built up the drama to get more views, they started hiring editors to make them look good, they started to advertise products that no one really needed. Whatever bond I felt to the lives that I have observed for so many years was broken. That rawness of human stories that I craved was gone.
But I still craved it.
That’s when I started going to flea markets and buying abandoned home movies.
What I found on those assorted VHS tapes and unlabeled DVDs was much better than anything I could hope for with YouTube. These people acted completely naturally, the awkward pauses, the obvious annoyances, the grumpy people who didn’t want to be on tape, it all made it so much easier to imagine that I was there. The fact that they didn’t know I was watching made all the difference.
Voyeurism. I know. That’s what my girlfriend called it. She’s my wife now, and she still calls it that, but what is marriage if not a descent into accepting your partner’s quirks? She treats the dog like she’s our daughter, and unless she starts breast-feeding you won’t hear me complain. My flea market bargain trips usually get an eye roll out of her, but there was never any yelling involved.
As I pulled up the driveway, however, Laura was waving her arms around, yelling.
“Three hours? Are you serious Ryan? Three hours out of the city for some stupid tapes?” Betty obediently stood by her, gazing up at her as if she was some Greek goddess. Her little sausage tail wagged a bit when she saw me walk up the porch but after a quick glance she shook her head and looked back up at my wife. I was just a background character in that dog’s life.
I could have told Laura that all the markets around the city limits were tapped out, that any unmarked tapes I could find around town usually ended up being recordings of movies from television with the advertisements still kept in. But I didn’t. This wasn’t about the tapes. “What’s wrong?” I asked.
“There’s something broken in Betty’s neck. I need to take her to the vet. I need to take her to the vet and my husband decides to drive out to some corn-field and look for porn,” Laura hissed. The dog shook her head again. And again.
“The tapes aren’t porn. They’re –“ Echoes of the therapist we stopped going to bounced around my skull. This was not the time nor place for that argument. “–Something else wrong?”
“I can’t find her passport. Every other bit of documentation I have, but I’ve looked all around the house and I can’t find her passport.” Laura’s anger gave way to fear. The dog shook its head again. “See? Look! There’s something wrong with her neck!”
I was going to ask her why the hell she thought she needed the dog’s passport for a vet check, but I didn’t. I just shrugged. “Haven’t seen it.”
“Well, I hope they take us without it,” she said, as if the chance for Betty’s neck getting checked out without travel documents was slim to none, “I’ll call you when I know what’s wrong. Can you do the laundry? Left the whites by the machine. Just need to put them in.”
Laura made her way to the car with the dog. Betty shook her head again. “God, I hope you’re okay,” Laura whispered to her pet. “I’ll need a glass of wine when we come back,” she said to me.
My wife and her dog drove off.
I was just about to close the washing machine when I noticed a pair of my red boxers peeking out from the pile of whites. When I took them out I noticed Laura’s blue university tee shirt. In my haste to get to my mysterious tape I didn’t check if the laundry was sorted. It wasn’t.
The sorting couldn’t have taken longer than two minutes, and for thirty seconds I tried, but my eyes quickly drifted to the television in the corner of the basement. The prospect of sorting through my dirty laundry instead of indulging in someone else’s seemed like torture. I’d turn on the tape. Just to get a glimpse of what I was getting into. Then I’d go and do that thing my wife told me to do.
Within seconds of turning on the VCR I knew I wasn’t going anywhere. The tape was exactly what I was craving.
The timestamp in the lower right corner read June 14th, 1994. We were inside of a fancy house, nice marble staircases and oil paintings of mildly inbred aristocrats filled the screen as the camera shook and bobbed around the wedding reception. Whoever was behind the lens had no idea what they were doing, the zoom and shake of the video made it barely watchable. It was perfect. I could imagine standing there, among the fancily dressed guests, watching someone swing around a hulking piece of Sony in utter confusion.
A group of children wearing miniature suits and dresses ran by the camera. The boys made faces and giggled. One girl in a yellow dress waved to the lens.
“Jesus Jessica, where were you? I’ve been looking for you!” a hushed female whisper cut through the hubbub of the reception. I jumped for my remote to turn up the volume.
“I’m just recordin’ stuff, Mary said she wanted a video of today,” Jessica replied as she zoomed in on a very old man staring out into the ether.
“Well there’s a problem.” The other voice hissed.
“What’s wrong?” The crowd walked around the old man like he didn’t exist. Jessica swung the camera at a particularly uninteresting part of the carpet.
“Mary’s ex is here, he’s freaking out at the gate demanding they let him in.”
“Is it Todd?” Jessica pronounced the word Todd with the same intonation one would pronounce terminal cancer.
“I think so.” The other voice whispered.
“Shi-“
For a split second I saw a pair of nervously clasped hands against a bright blue dress, but then the video cut out.
Complete darkness.
My phone dinged. “THEY TOOK US WITHOUT THE PASSPORT!!! THANK GOD!!!”
I ignored it and stared at the screen, hoping that another part of the story would flicker into existence. After a couple waves of static, it did.
A courtyard with a view of a stunning mountain range, in it, a bride and groom – The woman, a Venus of the 90s, the man, a chiseled jawline with too much gel in his hair, they were smiling at each other, but the camera was too far off to tell whether those smiles were genuine. In front of the possibly happy couple was an array of wooden chairs seating the guests of the wedding. Beneath their feet, a sea of sparkling calm gently swayed. A layer of crystal glass divided the family and friends from the pool below them.
A man next to the camera kept on coughing. Someone next to him whispered something, but that didn’t stop the coughs. The couple kept on looking at each other.
Then the video cut out.
The darkness of the screen dragged on, for a split second I even considered getting the laundry out of the way, but just as I was about to reach into the washing machine for Laura’s orange stocking another image crackled to life on the screen.
We were back in the courtyard but it was in a considerably worse state. Cigarette stubs peeked out of the once impressive stone floor, empty and sometimes broken bottles were all over the place and where there was once a sea of calm there was now the shell of a pool filled with broken furniture. Even smashed up with rough axe cuts the dressers and chairs still looked expensive. It was evening, August 19th 2002 and the groom from eight years ago was wearing a dirty pink bathrobe.
The man aged a couple of decades; his hair was gathered around his shoulders in thick greasy clumps, a patchy beard of graying hair now covered his chiseled jawline. “You really hurt me,” he said. A cigarette hissed in his mouth and a controlled madness burnt in his eyes.
“You changed me. I used to like people. I used to want to do some good in this world. I could have done some good in this world.” The man bent down and produced a bottle off the floor. “But you hurt me. You hurt me so bad I just want to see everything burn.”
The man continued ranting and raving, but as he walked away from the camera his words fell to a static filled whisper. I turned up the volume as loud as it would go but the only thing I could hear was the chirping of crickets intercut by a steady bassy tone. Out in the mountains beyond the courtyard there was a grouping of lit up tents. A man was going quietly insane in a fancy house as people across the valley indulged in cheery techno music.
I was watching someone go insane on a summer evening. The tape was better than anything I could have hoped for.
The man in the bathrobe took a pull from the bottle, recoiled and then smashed the thing against the mountain of furniture stacked in the pool. He screamed. I heard that part.
“You ever talk about fire with Todd? Ever talk about how much you wouldn’t want to burn alive?” The man was back in front of the camera now. He was swaying from side to side, clearly off balance from whatever was in that bottle. “Of course you don’t. All you two talk about is vapid bullshit; all you do is waste your stupid lives, stuck in meaningless gossip that doesn’t matter. But you know what? YOU KNOW WHAT?!”
The man paused. A gentle gust of wind blew his filthy bathrobe apart, revealing far too much of his malnourished body. For a second he tried to pull the flimsy bit of pink cloth back around his jagged ribcage but with a frustrated sigh he gave up on his drunken hands.
Memories of wasted nights in high school filled my head. I remember how the world spun, how impossibly bright and quick all the headlights were as I stumbled my way back home, how difficult it was to stand upright with my blood full of booze. Once the body is so far off in the deep end of the whiskey pool there’s only one way to momentarily regain balance.
The man on the television squished his face into an effort filled wink. For a blink I was standing there, in his ratty flip-flops, watching the triple vision of the world focus into a singular blurry image.
“I love you,” he mumbled to himself. He tore his eye away from the camera and stared down at his dying cigarette. “I love you…. I love – but I won’t love you for long! No! I won’t! Because I’ll be dead! And you’ll be dead! And he’ll be dead! The world will burn!”
The man reached behind the camera and produced another cigarette, but he didn’t light it. He studied the stick of tobacco for a bit and then put it behind his ear. “How much do you know about fire?” he asked, reaching down. “You don’t know shit about fire,” he hissed, as he reemerged off-screen with a jerry can.
“I’ve been reading my great uncle’s books. They say old Vernerzeig was mad, but could a madman build all of this? Could a madman create an empire out of nothing? Could a madman-“ he spilled a bit of the gasoline out of the can as he waved around his arms. This calmed him down somewhat. The madman’s voice dropped to a whisper, the music across the valley slowed down to a steady low heartbeat. “I’ve been reading Vernerzeig’s books, and I know more about fire than your feeble mind ever could,” he started.
The words that the man spoke came out in a controlled whisper, but the ideas that lingered in his monologue flickered with madness. Fire was not a tool that humanity discovered, it was a portal to another realm that our primitive ancestors had stumbled upon and were too simple to comprehend. He spoke of flames as if they were hands, as if the flashes of chemical energy that burst out of a bonfire were fingers from a different world that were desperately trying to claw themselves into our realm.
“My uncle warned of the power that exists in the fire. He spoke of Alexandria, of Peshtigo, of Bois Du Cazier, of fires that ravaged humanity, but he spoke of them as if they were mistakes. As if we were lucky that the flames were put out. He was wrong. The man was a genius, but in this one essential thing he faltered. Each time that the burning God emerged humanity was given a chance at becoming pure and they spit out the embers of freedom. Every time that the burning God’s arrival was postponed it was a tragedy. But even that tragedy can be brought to rest.”
He went over to the pool and started pouring gasoline on the broken down furniture. As he poured he spoke, but he was too far away from the camera’s microphone. The music across the valley started to grow in tempo. The man started to punctuate his inaudible rant with manic shouts. “I WILL SUMMON HIM!” he shouted. With the techno music playing in the background he sounded like a misguided DJ, trying to hype up a tired dive-bar. After the can ran dry he produced another one and resumed pouring and rambling. The man might have emptied out his pool and filled it with chopped up furniture, but he was far off in the deep end.
Less than half a year after I got out of university I also got out of my first real relationship – five years of raw connection in the trash and unemployment to boot. I was desperate for any form of affirmation in my life. I bought dozens of pick-up artist books that offered to teach me the secret to making women want to sleep with me. Watching that broken man pour gasoline all over the antique furniture a part of me felt his pain. It’s not that difficult to fall for a cult when your heart is broken.
My phone dinged, again. “THERE IS SOMETHING IN BETTY’S EAR. DOCTOR SAYS NOT SERIOUS. SHE’S SUCH A TROOPER. LAUNDRY DONE?”
I barely looked away from the television. The man in the bathrobe was done with the pouring. He was back in front of the camera now. A cigarette dangled from his lips.
He was thinking. Fear broke through the mania in his eyes. He turned around and looked at the festival across the valley. The sun had set by then but bright lights flashed across the darkening sky from the music-filled tents. The man let out a desperate groan. For a second it looked as if he would walk away from the fire-to-be, as if he would give up on whatever ritual he was trying to perform, but before he could give up his right hand flew through the air.
He slapped himself, dropping his cigarette. After he picked it up he slapped himself again. “I WILL SUMMON HIM!” he screamed at the camera as he lit up his smoke, “AND HE WILL BURN THE WORLD!”
He took one long puff of his cigarette and threw it into the pool.
For a moment he simply stood there, a man in a filthy bathrobe with dark mountains stretched out before him. He looked at peace.
Whooosh! BOOM!
He screamed. He screamed in a way that I didn’t think was possible for a grown man to scream. He screamed and ran through the courtyard, burning. He spun in place like a wounded animal, shedding his bathrobe, but as the flames behind him started to consume the furniture his body propelled him away from the inferno. Screeching and limping the man ran towards the camera.
He knocked it over in his escape, but it kept recording. The fire soon drowned his agonizing cries out. Only his burning bathrobe remained.
Out across the valley the tents lit up with another color; a flashing of blue and red. For a couple beats of the far off techno I could see the siren lights traveling down the mountain road, but the flames quickly cut off my line of sight.
My phone dinged, again. I didn’t look at it. I was so enthralled in the video that I had started chewing on my shirt collar. Haven’t done that since I was eight.
The flames reached out into the night sky like clawed fingers. They grasped at oxygen, growing, roaring, demanding more. The fire spread throughout the screen. I tilted my head sideways to see better. The inferno beckoned to me.
I was on my feet staring into the television. It was as if the fire was calling for me, pulling me in, demanding that I join it in that crackling universe of energy. In the cool air of my basement I felt warmth. I reached out for the television.
“You should have seen the size of the thing they pulled out of her ear! We need to be careful when we let her run in the – Ryan? Ryan what are you doing?” Laura stood on the stairs. Betty squeezed herself past and gave my calf a lick before jumping on the couch.
“I was uh-“ my eyes shifted towards the open washing machine. Her gaze followed mine.
“You didn’t do the laundry. Great. Absolutely great. Come on Ryan, we talked about this. I don’t ask for a lot I just want –“ it took me a second to realize she stopped talking. As she spoke my eyes drifted back towards the screen.
Out in that burning hellscape I could see something move. I could see a beak. Two orbs of blue flame stared back at me. I tore my attention away from the eldritch god and back towards my wife, “Sorry.”
“What are you watching?” She walked down the last couple of steps with a controlled anger that cracked as soon as she saw what was on the television, “Jesus Christ Ryan! What the hell are you watching?”
“It’s, uh – some guy was going through a bad divorce, I think, so he tried to set the world on fire. Burned himself in the process and now there’s –“
As hot as the inferno on the screen was, her icy stare cut through me. She inhaled sharply, turning her words into cold steel, “That shit belongs in an evidence locker. Not our house.” Laura stomped her way up the stairs, with Betty barely making it past the door before she slammed it.
I turned my attention back towards the screen. Whatever presence I saw hiding in that fire was gone now. The flames still tore through the sky with animalistic fervor but the beast’s eyes were gone. The fire roared on for a couple of minutes until it’s thunderous cry turned into a hiss.
A burst of water was softening the flames. Soon enough firefighters were talking about how they wished they could have stayed at the festival. As they sprayed water over the gasoline filled pool one of them proceeded to give a five-paragraph essay’s worth of description of a redhead bartender he once saw in the 90s.
I thought about rewinding the tape, about going back to that moment when I saw those burning balls of light hiding in a storm of bristling energy, but I decided against it. Upstairs I could hear a cork get angrily pulled out of a wine bottle. I sorted through the washing machine, turned it on and went to get a wine glass.
“I’m sorry,” I said.
She was on the porch, puffing on a cigarette with one hand and scratching Betty behind the ear with the other. She didn’t look at me as she spoke. “You can’t keep on doing this Ryan. This isn’t about the laundry; this is about you not being reliable. You can’t just drop everything to indulge in your voyeurism.”
I tried to remember all three parts of the three-part apology thing that our therapist kept on rambling about back in the day. “I’m sorry for not being reliable and sometimes acting like a child, I’ll try to do better next time.” Her lack of yelling made me reconsider therapy for a split second. “So, Betty okay now?”
The dog wagged her tail at the mention of her name.
“Oh yeah, she was a real trooper. Held still for the doc, shook a bit, but didn’t move her head at all. Everyone in the lobby kept on saying how cute she is!”
Asking about Betty would always get Laura talking.
We finished off the bottle of wine, watched some shitty reality TV show, made love and now Laura is sleeping on my chest. Betty’s curled up by our feet and seems to be having a dream that involves a lot of biting and running. There’s a nice summer breeze outside.
I should be sleeping.
The thought of going back to the basement and rewinding the tape was there as soon as we finished the wine, but Laura wanted to watch some scripted reality TV show about hot people looking for love on a beach and I figured I’d be a good partner and indulge with her. The question of the sentient inferno disappeared during our own little fiery bout of passion, but now that we’re post-coital and cuddled up, I can’t let go of the memory of those hungry claws.
She’s a light sleeper, so if I move she’ll wake up and be disappointed. And I don’t want to disappoint her, she might have a weird relationship with the dog and a horrible taste in entertainment, but I’d probably be burning furniture without her. Maybe she’s right. Maybe the video does belong in some evidence locker instead of our basement.
All of this is bouncing around my head and I can’t get any sleep, so I figured I’d come to this little insomniac corner of the internet and vent for a bit. I’m torn between the mystery of what that desperate man brought into our world and being a decent husband.
My wife just mumbled something about how I should go to sleep.
I think the light from my phone is keeping her up.
I think I should just go to sleep.

(A shared smouldering universe)
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2020.04.21 22:15 TastingSadness99 Is Charles behind the creepy tapes??

Okay guys when we first were introduced to Charles I got really excited. I felt like he could be part of the gang. But to be honest every character in riverdale has a dark side and Charles obviously is not different. When Betty suspected that he was up to something, almost immediately (in the same ep) found out he was recovering from a drug addiction. For a FBI agent I think that doesn’t make sense. A FBI agent should be mentally strong so he would have enough strength to recover without asking for professional help. Betty believed him and that was kinda “the end” of Charles’ story. Things got weirder when we found out he got (romantically) involved with Chic and in 4x4 ep we saw him spying on Betty through her phone. Why would he do that if it wasn’t because he wanted to “study” her and see what she is capable of. After that, nothing happened more. Maybe it was because Charles is not an important character but what if he was planning on how to deliver creepy tapes to everyone’s houses?? He has the right perfile to do it. He has access to every and any information he wants, he can be really subtle. Why? Maybe he wants revenge of how the Coopers treated him in the past, because he is in love with Chic and Chic wants revenge. We can’t forget he is Betty’s brother and probably has the same killer gens as she does. Charles always gave me a weird vibe. He is mysterious and almost too perfect to be the good guy? But the last week’s ep gave me some proofs. The conversation with Jughead seemed fake, kinda forced and he used a sassy tune. First, he was surprised to see jughead and his voice had some emotion. But then Jughead asks if he can help with the tapes, Charles loses emotion in his voice and does NOT make eye contact, plus he frowns his brow (he does it many times and fun fact is a worldwide known face movement used by people lying). Obviously he does not want Jughead involved. Another weird thing is when Charles says “The voyeur’s stepping up HIS or HER game, filming more and more houses” he mentions that the person can be a he or a she but then he says “I don’t ever wanna see what would happen if HE found HIS way inside a house”. Why didn’t repeat her again? And why would a FBI agent have this kind of thought? Is almost the same as giving us a clue that we’ll see closer filmed tapes...finally when Charles ends his sentence (the one mentioned) he grabs his mug, does not drink from it and as soon as jughead leaves he puts the mug back on the desk. I think this action was because he got nervous from lying to his half brother which happens to be a fantastic investigator... Does anyone have the same opinion??
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2019.07.12 10:32 NeonEyeProductions Voyeur betty house rick

Opera is a mixture of cruel, relentless horror sequences and larger than life characters, while pushing for a more emotionally resonant edge than any of Argento’s other works. Doing all this while adapting a grimier presentation that moved from Giallo eccentricities toward the Slasher movies that the genre inspired. Though Opera is far from a pale imitator of a successful genre. Rather, it shows Argento at his most creative and belligerent, resulting in a truly unique sense of terror.
Opera’s main plot is essentially a hyper violent retelling of Phantom of the Opera by Gaston Leroux, telling a story of obsession and murder in an esteemed opera house. (Ironically far better than Argento’s 1998 adaptation of Leroux’s novel). In this version we follow Betty (Cristina Marsillach) an opera singer working as an understudy for famed performer Mara Czekova, who was to be played by Vanessa Redgrave before pay disputes ended with her role being moved offscreen. When Mara is wounded before a show Betty must take on her role as Lady Macbeth. However, unknown to Betty, this event has been orchestrated by someone keen to get closer to her for their own sadistic pleasure. This leads to an intense game played by the unknown killer, which they claim is in order to further her career. Their methods of doing so including extreme violence and forced voyeurism. As the killer’s obsession and fury at her rejection grows, she must uncover their identity before this role becomes her last.
The murders in Opera are astoundingly brutal, even for Argento’s oeuvre. Here, the notion of the killer being an unseen menace is reversed, with their presence undoubtedly felt by the heroine and audience alike as they force Betty to watch each vicious killing of cast members and associates by placing needles beneath her eyelids. Whilst this may sound simply like furthered brutality from the esteemed Giallo director, it actually comes from the surprising place of providing commentary to his audience about his audience. Argento was infuriated by viewers of his work diverting their gaze during the gorier moments of his films and decided to create horror in the idea of having that luxury removed. The result is terrifying, with the constant impending threat of brutality if she refuses to act as audience for the killer’s macabre performance.
Argento goes a long way to create a chilling mood in Opera, with each kill warping the production and its players into callous caricatures. This is seen especially in director Marco (Ian Charleson) whose malicious glee from the increasing chaos trumps his concern for his rapidly diminishing cast’s wellbeing at nearly every turn. Troy Howarth suggests that the character is in fact a grim self-portrait of Argento himself. Both he and Marco are renowned horror filmmakers known for their gory content and both attempted failed productions of Rigoletto, with the real attempt by Argento being rejected due to company fears over his inclusion of brutal violence and violence. Marco is a suspect for the killings by investigating police because of his work’s graphic content, which suggests an inherent potential for cruelty, with the viewer being led to consider this a possibility through a series of red herrings. This is a line of commentary explored in more depth within the film Tenebrae, which Argento uses as a vehicle to respond to criticisms about his character over his films’ violent content.
Visually, Opera also contains a subtle link to Tenebrae which featured a lavish overhead rooftop tracking scene, which Argento tops through using Louma Cranes and a SkyCam to present literal bird’s eye view in a climactic sequence. Yet when asked about Opera’s linking to Tenebrae, Argento said he felt the former had far more in common with Suspiria than in his latter, a return to purist Giallo. As in Suspiria he utilised every new piece of equipment to create visceral horror, and with his highest budget yet of eight million dollars in Opera, he had considerably more tech than ever to experiment with. Shot by Oscar winning cinematographer Ronnie Taylor, Opera contains numerous point of view shots as nods to previous Gialli but to add to the terror we see each murder not only through the killer’s eyes but Betty’s as she stands helpless to stop the chaos. The aesthetic also diverges massively from Argento’s previous work. Choosing to opt for a muted colour scheme keeps the film far more in tune with the slasher films that had overrun 80s cinema with series such as Friday the 13th. Argento’s taste for the baroque, seen to great effect in Deep Red, remains however, with the opera house’s grandeur contrasting the brutality taking place in backstage.
It’s a shame that Argento’s Giallo turn out went so rapidly downhill after his inadvertent 87 swansong. Opera marked the end of a great 17-year streak for the director, which is no small feat, especially for a genre filmmaker. Argento remains the master of the Giallo genre to this day and maybe with his rumoured projects, including a Gialli starring Iggy Pop and a remake of the Bird with the Crystal Plumage, he’ll be able to terrify a new generation all over again.
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2019.07.11 23:14 -nemo-no-one- House rick betty voyeur

Similarities between the 1984 abductions of Tammy Belanger and Christy Luna I recently posted a piece here on the abduction of Tammy Belanger from Exeter, NH in 1984. I have expanded my research to include the 1984 abduction of Christy Luna from Greenacres, FL. which is believed by some to be linked to Tammy's case. I've continued my research and have begun to work out a sort of victimology based upon what is revealed in the public records about Tammy, Christy, and a suspect in the case--Victor Wonyetye Jr. I have been struck by certain similarities between the two girls, their abductions, and aspects of Wonyetye's psychopathology. I'll start with a brief recap of both cases and then share the similarities I have found so far. WARNING: Some aspects of this post might be upsetting to certain individuals. It contains brief references to sexual misconduct against children.


Christy Luna

A brief summary of Marjory Christina “Christy” Luna’s abduction from Greenacres, FL:
Christy was last seen on her way home from Belk’s Country Store located at 300 Swain Blvd in Greenacres, FL. on May 27th, 1984. The Luna family had just returned from an overnight trip to Jupiter, FL. And they were all tired. Christy’s mother, her older sister, and her mother’s live-in boyfriend decided to sleep. Christy went to Belk’s to buy cat food for the family’s cats. She made it to the store and made her purchases. She was last seen at around 2:30 pm watching children playing with sparklers and talking to a man in a blue car. Her absence was not noted at home until later that night. After several days of searching, authorities began treating her case as an abduction. There are a total of five named suspects in Christy’s abduction—including Victor George Wonyetye Jr.
Christy Luna -- Charley Project


Tammy Belanger

A brief summary of Tammy Lynn Belanger’s abduction from Exeter, NH:
Tammy was last seen on her way to Lincoln Street Elementary School on the morning of November 13th, 1984. Her neighbor Betty Blanchette saw her crossing the road in the area around Court St. around 8 am. She never made it to school that morning. Her parents were not notified of her absence until later in the afternoon. Searches for Tammy were called off after three days and police began treating her disappearance as an abduction. Victor George Wonyetye Jr. is the only known suspect.
Tammy Belanger -- Charley Project


(What follows is based upon what I have gleaned from public records and as my research deepens I hope to expand upon it.)

"Most offenders believe they are skilled at finding vulnerable children," - Conte et al "What sexual offenders tell us about prevention strategies

A 2006 study on Child Abduction Murder by the Attorney General of the State of Washington found the following: In 76% of the murders of abducted children, the child was murdered within three hours of the abduction. In 89% of these cases, the missing child was dead within twenty-four hours. In 74% of the missing children homicide cases studied, the child murder victim was female. The primary motive for these abductions was sexual assault. Almost two-thirds of the killers in these cases have prior arrests for violent crimes, with slightly more than half of those prior crimes committed against children. https://agportal-s3bucket.s3.amazon...)/Child_Abduction_Murder_Research/CMIIPDF.pdf/Child_Abduction_Murder_Research/CMIIPDF.pdf)


Similarities between the abductions of Tammy Belanger and Christy Luna:
  1. Both girls were 8-years-old at the time of their abduction.
  2. Both girls had similar physical descriptions. They were both Caucasian. Both had brown hair. Tammy was 4’ 6” tall and weighed 70lbs. Christy was 4’ 0” tall and weighed 60lbs.
  3. Both girls had a physical disorder. Tammy had Strabismus (eye misalignment) caused by an injury in early childhood. Christy was hearing impaired and had a speech impediment.
  4. Both girls were described as shy and timid.
  5. Both girls were abducted on routes that they walked daily. Tammy was abducted on her walk to school, a trip she took at least twice a day and five days a week. Christy was abducted walking home from Belk’s Country store, a trip she would make three to four times a day.
  6. Both girls were abducted within 6 months of each other. Christy was abducted in May of 1984. Tammy was abducted in November of the same year. Exeter, NH, and Greenacres, FL are 1486 miles apart.
  7. A blue car is linked to both of their abductions. On the morning of Tammy’s abduction, several eyewitnesses reported seeing a “suspicious blue car” driving in the area of Lincoln Street School in Exeter, NH. One of the last times Christy was seen she was talking to a man who was driving a “faded blue car”. The man was offering her money to buy sparklers from Belk’s.
  8. Both girls were gone for an extended period of time before their absences were noted. Lincoln Street Elementary School in Exeter did not have a family notification process in place at the time of Tammy’s abduction. Her mother did not become aware of Tammy’s absence from school until sometime between 3:30-4pm, almost 8 hours after she was last seen. In Greenacres, FL., Christy’s family had just returned from an overnight trip to Jupiter, FL. on the afternoon of May 27th and they were all tired. Her mother, older sister, and her mother’s live-in boyfriend all decided to take a nap. Christy walked to Belk’s Country Store to buy food for the family’s cats at around 2:30 pm. She was last seen at around this time. Her absence wasn’t noted by her mother and sister until later that evening. They conducted a small neighborhood search before contacting authorities at around 10:15 pm, almost 8 hours after Christy was last seen.
  9. Both girls were abducted within 200-300 yards of their homes.
  10. There were no eyewitnesses to either abduction.
  11. Both girls disappeared without a trace. It was said that it was like Tammy “walked into a vacuum.” The authorities in Christy’s case said the search was like “grasping at straws.”
  12. There were other suspects in the abduction of Christy and one of them is linked to Tammy’s disappearance: Victor George Wonyetye Jr.
  13. In May of 1984, Victor lived in Lake Worth, Florida. Lake Worth is a mere twelve-minute drive from Greenacres, FL. Victor had ties to the neighborhood where Christy was last seen. In November of 1984, Victor was employed at Brad’s Auto Body in Exeter, NH. Brad’s is located on 69 Main Street. That is .3 miles from Lincoln Street Elementary School and .9 miles from Tammy’s house. There is circumstantial evidence that Victor was in both areas around the time of the abductions.
  14. Victor owned a blue car at the time of both abductions.
  15. Victor liked to cruise in his car and was observed following children home from their bus stop, watching children swimming in pools, and playing in parks. Victor was also seen approaching two 9-year-old girls in his car.
  16. Victor was a compulsive voyeur.
  17. Victor would get fixated on particular girls between the ages of 8 and 10, returning to their homes in the predawn hours to stare into their windows as they slept, pleasuring himself as he did so.
  18. In the state of NH, Victor had been convicted of Felonious Sexual Assault of a child under the age of 13 in 1979. He started raping that child, his stepdaughter when she was 8-years-old. He continued raping her for five years.
(All of the above was found perusing public archives at various local Libraries and online through Newspapers.com)
Here are a few of those links:
https://www.newspapers.com/clip/33431589/belanger_projectluna/
https://www.newspapers.com/clip/33431812/belanger_projectluna/
https://www.newspapers.com/clip/33332778/belanger_project/
https://www.newspapers.com/clip/33381251/belanger_project/
https://www.newspapers.com/clip/33381498/belanger_project/
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In writing this out I admit that I may have attempted to create patterns that are not there but nonetheless they are based upon the public record. #7 above is likely completely coincidental but it was undeniably fortuitous to the abductor. I also do not want to push the physical similarities of Tammy and Christy too much. Tammy was a head taller than Christy and of darker complexion but the dissimilarities are likely incidental and of little consequence to a Child Molester. I still have some reservations about Wonyetye's guilt. As my research continues though I have begun to see that in certain subtle but clear ways the common thread that runs between these two abductions is Victor Wonyetye. He’s like a malevolent undercurrent.
Christy and Tammy were abducted when Wonyetye was 41. That seems comparatively late to start murdering. There might be a reason why this is the case, though. Just simply the amount of time he spent institutionalized—between reform school, jail, and prison he didn't have a lot of time to develop as a predator. Also, he had no time to continue because of the time he was in prison after the two abductions.
The fact that he was an avid, almost compulsive voyeur is deeply troubling to me. He had to know that the police were tailing him after his release from prison in 1991. But he kept on peeping into windows and masturbating. He kept approaching little girls. He kept trolling public parks. When he was arrested for night prowling in 1984 the house was occupied by a single woman and her three young daughters. Christy Luna was abducted 20 days later.
The research literature links peeping tom behavior with violent sexual crime--usually that behavior is a part of a pattern of escalation. But there's no reason to think that voyeurism and murder could not occur concurrently in the same individual—especially one incarcerated as much as Victor.
"There is a subgroup of child molesters who molest children simply because they are sexually attracted to them. There are others who molest because they are antisocial or even psychopathic and simply feel entitled. There are still others who use children for the intimacy they are too timid or impaired to obtain from adults. And there are others who molest for reasons we don't understand. But make no mistake, whether men molest because of sexual preference or for other reasons, their compulsiveness can be extraordinary. Sometimes the sex or age of the victim will change, and for some rapists, the degree of violence will escalate." (Predators. Anna C. Salter, Ph.D. pp.75-91)
I think it's important to point out that the description of the man in the blue car, who was seen talking to Christy, was of a Hispanic man of a medium build between 5' 6" to 5' 8" tall. Victor Wonyetye was of Romanian extraction and was 6' 1" tall. But Victor was employed as a landscaper at a golf course so he worked under the Florida sun. Pictures of him at that time show a man with dark, wavy hair. It's not clear if the man was in the car or out of the car when observed by witnesses. But again, this may be motivated reasoning on my part so it's best to err on the side of caution. It's also worth mentioning that eyewitnesses in Exeter failed to pick Victor out of a police lineup.
What is interesting is that Wonyetye was indicted before a grand jury in NH in 1985 for receiving stolen property--stereo equipment and jewelry. Exeter police felt that these crimes somehow linked him to Tammy's abduction. That linkage has never been divulged to the public.
Ultimately, Victor Wonyetye was not charged in either abduction. No physical evidence was ever discovered linking him to either crime. He maintained his innocence until he died in 2012.
The other suspects in the Luna case include Willis Rambo and his brother Charles who was charged with molesting one of Christy’s friends. Another suspect was Delbert Mosher. He was arrested on three separate occasions for child molestation and lived a few blocks away from Christy in 1984. Her stepfather was also suspect for a short amount of time.
What are your thoughts? Was Victor Wonyetye Jr. just an incredibly unlucky person, to be in two cities separated by 1500 miles when two little girls were abducted—within 6 months of each other? Or, was he the one responsible?


Victor Wonyetye
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2019.07.11 22:51 -nemo-no-one- Voyeur betty house rick

I recently posted a piece here on the abduction of Tammy Belanger from Exeter, NH in 1984. I have expanded my research to include the 1984 abduction of Christy Luna from Greenacres, FL. which is believed by some to be linked to Tammy's case. I've continued my research and have begun to work out a sort of victimology based upon what is revealed in the public records about Tammy, Christy, and a suspect in the case--Victor Wonyetye Jr. I have been struck by certain similarities between the two girls, their abductions, and aspects of Wonyetye's psychopathology. I'll start with a brief recap of both cases and then share the similarities I have found so far. WARNING: Some aspects of this post might be upsetting to certain individuals. It contains brief references to sexual misconduct against children.

A brief summary of Marjory Christina “Christy” Luna’s abduction from Greenacres, FL:
Christy was last seen on her way home from Belk’s Country Store located at 300 Swain Blvd in Greenacres, FL. on May 27th, 1984. The Luna family had just returned from an overnight trip to Jupiter, FL. And they were all tired. Christy’s mother, her older sister, and her mother’s live-in boyfriend decided to sleep. Christy went to Belk’s to buy cat food for the family’s cats. She made it to the store and made her purchases. She was last seen at around 2:30pm watching children playing with sparklers and talking to a man in a blue car. Her absence was not noted at home until later that night. After several days of searching authorities began treating her case as an abduction. There are several named suspects in Christy’s abduction—including Victor George Wonyetye Jr.
Christy Luna -- Charley Project


A brief summary of Tammy Lynn Belanger’s abduction from Exeter, NH:
Tammy was last seen on her way to Lincoln Street Elementary School on the morning of November 13th, 1984. Her neighbor Betty Blanchette saw her crossing the road in the area around Court St. around 8 am. She never made it to school that morning. Her parents were not notified of her absence until later in the afternoon. Searches for Tammy were called off after three days and police began treating her disappearance as an abduction. Victor George Wonyetye Jr. is the only known suspect.
Tammy Belanger -- Charley Project

(What follows is based upon what I have gleaned from public records and as my research deepens I hope to expand upon it.)
"Most offenders believe they are skilled at finding vulnerable children," - Conte et al. "What sexual offenders tell us about prevention strategies"
A 2006 study on Child Abduction Murder by the Attorney General of the State of Washington found the following: In 76% of the murders of abducted children, the child was murdered within three hours of the abduction. In 89% of these cases, the missing child was dead within twenty-four hours. In 74% of the missing children homicide cases studied, the child murder victim was female. The primary motive for these abductions was sexual assault. Almost two-thirds of the killers in these cases have prior arrests for violent crimes, with slightly more than half of those prior crimes committed against children. https://agportal-s3bucket.s3.amazon...)/Child_Abduction_Murder_Research/CMIIPDF.pdf/Child_Abduction_Murder_Research/CMIIPDF.pdf)
Similarities between the abductions of Tammy Belanger and Christy Luna:

  1. Both girls were 8-years-old at the time of their abduction.
  2. Both girls had similar physical descriptions. They were both Caucasian. Both had brown hair. Tammy was 4’ 6” tall and weighed 70 lbs. Christy was 4’ 0” tall and weighed 60 lbs.
  3. Both girls had a physical disorder. Tammy had Strabismus (eye misalignment) caused by an injury in early childhood. Christy was hearing impaired and had a speech impediment.
  4. Both girls were described as shy and timid.
  5. Both girls were abducted on routes that they walked daily. Tammy was abducted on her walk to school, a trip she took at least twice a day and five days a week. Christy was abducted walking home from Belk’s Country store, a trip she would make three to four times a day.
  6. Both girls were abducted within 6 months of each other. Christy was abducted in May of 1984. Tammy was abducted in November of the same year. Exeter, NH and Greenacres, FL are 1486 miles apart.

  1. A blue car is linked to both of their abductions. On the morning of Tammy’s abduction, several eyewitnesses reported seeing a “suspicious blue car” driving in the area of Lincoln Street School in Exeter, NH. One of the last times Christy was seen she was talking to a man who was driving a “faded blue car”. The man was offering her money to buy sparklers from Belk’s.
  2. Both girls were gone for an extended period of time before their absences were noted. Lincoln Street Elementary School in Exeter did not have a family notification process in place at the time of Tammy’s abduction. Her mother did not become aware of Tammy’s absence from school until sometime between 3:30-4 pm, almost 8 hours after she was last seen. In Greenacres, FL., Christy’s family had just returned from an overnight trip to Jupiter, FL. on the afternoon of May 27th and they were all tired. Her mother, older sister, and her mother’s live-in boyfriend all decided to take a nap. Christy walked to Belk’s Country Store to buy food for the family’s cats at around 2:30 pm. She was last seen at around this time. Her absence wasn’t noted by her mother and sister until later that evening. They conducted a small neighborhood search before contacting authorities at around 10:15 pm, almost 8 hours after Christy was last seen.
  3. Both girls were abducted within 200-300 yards of their homes.
  4. There were no eyewitnesses to either abduction.
  5. Both girls disappeared without a trace. It was said that it was like Tammy “walked into a vacuum.” The authorities in Christy’s case said the search was like “grasping at straws.”
  6. There are 5 suspects in the abduction of Christy and one of them is linked to Tammy’s disappearance: Victor George Wonyetye Jr.
  7. In May of 1984, Victor lived in Lake Worth, Florida. Lake Worth is a mere twelve-minute drive from Greenacres, FL. Victor had ties to the neighborhood where Christy was last seen. In November of 1984, Victor was employed at Brad’s Auto Body in Exeter, NH. Brad’s is located on 69 Main Street. That is .3 miles from Lincoln Street Elementary School and .9 miles from Tammy’s house. There is circumstantial evidence that Victor was in both areas around the time of the abductions.
  8. Victor owned a blue car at the time of both abductions.
  9. Victor liked to cruise in his car and was observed following children home from their bus stop, watching children swimming in pools, and playing in parks. Victor was also seen approaching two 9-year-old girls in his car.
  10. Victor was a compulsive voyeur.
  11. Victor would get fixated on particular girls between the ages of 8 and 10, returning to their homes in the predawn hours to stare into their windows as they slept, pleasuring himself as he did so.
  12. In the state of NH, Victor had been convicted of Felonious Sexual Assault of a child under the age of 13 in 1979 (RSA 632-A:2X (Supp.1979). He started raping that child, his stepdaughter when she was 8-years-old. He continued raping her for five years.
(All of the above was found perusing public archives at various local Libraries, historical societies, and online through Newspapers.com)
Here are a few of those links:
https://www.newspapers.com/clip/33431589/belanger_projectluna/
https://www.newspapers.com/clip/33431812/belanger_projectluna/
https://www.newspapers.com/clip/33332778/belanger_project/
https://www.newspapers.com/clip/33381251/belanger_project/
https://www.newspapers.com/clip/33381498/belanger_project/
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In writing this out I admit that I may have attempted to create patterns that are not there but nonetheless they are based upon the public record. #7 above is likely completely coincidental but it was undeniably fortuitous to the abductor. I also do not want to push the physical similarities of Tammy and Christy too much. Tammy was a head taller than Christy and of darker complexion but the dissimilarities are likely incidental and of little consequence to a Child Molester. I still have some reservations about Wonyetye's guilt. As my research continues though I have begun to see that in certain ways the common thread that runs between these two abductions is Victor Wonyetye.

Christy and Tammy were abducted when Wonyetye was 41. That seems comparatively late to start abducting and murdering. There might be a reason why this is the case, though. Just simply the amount of time he spent institutionalized—between reform school, jail, and prison he didn't have a lot of time to develop as a predator. Also, he had no time to continue because of the time he was in prison after the two abductions.
The fact that he was an avid, almost compulsive voyeur is deeply troubling to me. He had to know that the police were tailing him after his release from prison in 1991. But he kept on peeping into windows and masturbating. He kept approaching little girls. He kept trolling public parks. When he was arrested for night prowling in 1984, the house was occupied by a single woman and her three young daughters. Christy Luna was abducted 20 days later.
The research literature links peeping tom behavior with violent sexual crime--usually that behavior is a part of a pattern of escalation. But there's no reason to think that voyeurism and murder could not occur concurrently in the same individual—especially one incarcerated as much as Victor.

"There is a subgroup of child molesters who molest children simply because they are sexually attracted to them. There are others who molest because they are antisocial or even psychopathic and simply feel entitled. There are still others who use children for the intimacy they are too timid or impaired to obtain from adults. And there are others who molest for reasons we don't understand. But make no mistake, whether men molest because of sexual preference or for other reasons, their compulsiveness can be extraordinary. Sometimes the sex or age of the victim will change, and for some rapists, the degree of violence will escalate." (Predators. Anna C. Salter, Ph.D. pp.75-91)

I think it's important to point out that the description of the man in the blue car, who was seen talking to Christy, was of a Hispanic man of a medium build between 5' 6" to 5' 8" tall. Victor Wonyetye was of Romanian extraction and was 6' 1" tall. But Victor was employed as a landscaper at a golf course so he worked under the Florida sun. Pictures of him at that time show a man with dark, wavy hair. It's not clear if the man was in the car or out of the car when observed by witnesses. But again, this may be motivated reasoning on my part so it's best to err on the side of caution. It's also worth mentioning that eyewitnesses in Exeter failed to pick Victor out of a police lineup.
What is interesting is that Wonyetye was indicted before a grand jury in NH in 1985 for receiving stolen property--stereo equipment and jewelry. Exeter police felt that these crimes somehow linked him to Tammy's abduction. That linkage has never been divulged to the public.
Ultimately, Victor Wonyetye was not charged in either abduction. No physical evidence was ever discovered linking him to either crime. He maintained his innocence until he died in 2012.
The other suspects in the Luna case include Willis Rambo and his brother Charles who were charged with molesting one of Christy’s friends. Another suspect was Delbert Mosher. He was arrested on three separate occasions for child molestation and lived a few blocks away from Christy in 1984. Her stepfather was also suspect for a short amount of time.
What are your thoughts? Was Victor Wonyetye Jr. just an incredibly unlucky person, to be in two cities separated by 1500 miles where two little girls were abducted--within 6 months of each other? Or, was he the one responsible for these crimes?
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G

  1. 102 Dalmatians (Director: Kevin Lima)
  2. A Fish Tale (Directors: Stefan Fjeldmark, Greg Manwaring, Michael Donovan + Michael Hegner)
  3. Big Brother Trouble (Director: Ralph E. Portillo)
  4. Bored Silly (Director: Robert Shallcross)
  5. Carnivale (Director: Deane Taylor)
  6. Chicken Run (Directors: Peter Lord + Nick Park)
  7. Escape To Grizzly Mountain (Director: Anthony Dalesandro)
  8. Little Heros II (Director: Dog Story) (Director: Henri Charr)
  9. Old No. 587: The Great Train Robbery (Director: Dan T. Hall)
  10. Pokémon 3: The Movie (Directors: Kunihiko Yuyama + Michael Haigney)
  11. Return To The Secret Garden (Director: Scott Featherstone)
  12. Rugrats In Paris: The Movie (Directors: Stig Bergqvist + Paul Demeyer)
  13. The Adventures Of Cinderella’s Daughter (Director: Scott Zakarin)
  14. The Brainiacs.com (Director: Blair Treu)
  15. The Emperor’s New Groove (Director: Mark Dindal)
  16. The Newcomers (Director: James Allen Bradley)
  17. The Tigger Movie (Director: Jun Falkenstein + Chris Butler)
  18. Thomas + The Magic Railroad (Director: Britt Allcroft)
  19. Whispers: An Elephants Tale (Director: Dereck Joubert)
PG
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  2. Believe (Director: Robert Tinnell)
  3. Between Christmas + New Year’s (Director: Stefan Lysenko)
  4. Can’t Be Heaven (Director: Richard Friedman)
  5. Cowboys + Angels (Director: Gregory C. Haynes)
  6. Digimon: The Movie (Directors: Mamoru Hosoda + Shigeyasu Yamauchi)
  7. Dinosaur (Directors: Eric Leighton + Ralph Zondag)
  8. Finding Kelly (Director: Lynn Hamrick)
  9. Flight Of Fancy (Director: Noel Quiñones)
  10. God’s Army (Director: Richard Dutcher)
  11. Happy Family Plan (Director: Tsutomu Abe)
  12. Happy Times (Director: Yimou Zhang)
  13. How The Grinch Stole Christmas (Director: Ron Howard)
  14. In The Mood For Love (Director: Kar-Wai Wong)
  15. It Had To Be You (Director: Steven Feder)
  16. Love’s Labour’s Lost (Director: Kenneth Branagh)
  17. Love...At Your Disposal (Director: Paul Lombardo)
  18. MVP: Most Valuable Primate (Director: Robert Vince)
  19. Message In A Cell Phone (Director: Eric Hendershot)
  20. Mission To Mars (Director: Brian De Palma)
  21. Mr. Rice’s Secret (Director: Nicholas Kendall)
  22. My Dog Skip (Director: Jay Russell)
  23. Oriundi (Director: Ricardo Bravo)
  24. Ping! (Director: Chris Baugh)
  25. Rat (Director: Steve Barron)
  26. Relative Values (Director: Eric Styles)
  27. Remember The Titans (Director: Boaz Yakin)
  28. Return To Me (Director: Bonnie Hunt)
  29. Secret Society (Director: Imogen Kimmel)
  30. Shadow Magic (Director: Ann Hu)
  31. Sinbad: Beyond The Veil Of Mists (Directors: Evan Ricks + Alan Jacobs)
  32. Small Time Crooks (Director: Woody Allen)
  33. Snow Day (Director: Chris Koch)
  34. Starforce (Directors: Cary Howe + Tony Kandah)
  35. Taliesin Jones (Director: Martin Duffy)
  36. The Adventures Of Rocky + Bullwinkle (Director: Des McAnuff)
  37. The Amati Girls (Director: Anne De Salvo)
  38. The Flintstone’s in “Viva Rock Vegas”) (Director: Brian Levant)
  39. The House Of Mirth (Director: Terence Davies)
  40. The Kid (Director: Jon Turteltaub)
  41. The Little Vampire (Director: Uli Edel)
  42. The Million Dollar Kid (Director: Neil Mandt)
  43. The Prince Of Light (Director: Yûgô Sakô)
  44. The Road To El Dorado (Directors: Bibo Bergeron, Don Paul + Jeffrey Katzenberg)
  45. Time Share (Director: Sharon von Wietersheim)
  46. Titan A.E. (Directors: Don Bluth, Gary Goldman + Art Vitello)
  47. Un amor de Borges (Director: Javier Torre)
  48. White Wolves III: Cry Of The White Wolf (Director: Victoria Muspratt)
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  3. A Question Of Faith (Director: Tim Disney)
  4. A Rumor Of Angels (Director: Peter O’Fallon)
  5. Airboss III: The Payback (Director: J. Christian Ingvordsen)
  6. All The Pretty Horses (Director: Billy Bob Thornton)
  7. Autumn In New York (Director: Joan Chen)
  8. Battlefield Earth (Director: Roger Christian)
  9. Beautiful (Director: Sally Field)
  10. Bedazzled (Director: Harold Ramis)
  11. Best In Show (Director: Christopher Guest)
  12. Big Eden (Director: Thomas Bezucha)
  13. Big Momma’s House (Director: Raja Gosnell)
  14. Blue Moon (Director: John A. Gallagher)
  15. Bounce (Director: Don Roos)
  16. Boys + Girls (Director: Robert Iscove)
  17. Bread + Tulips (Director: Silvio Soldini)
  18. Bring It On (Director: Peyton Reed)
  19. Bruno (Director: Shirley MacLaine)
  20. Cast Away (Director: Robert Zemeckis)
  21. Center Stage (Director: Nicholas Hytner)
  22. Charlie’s Angels (Director: McG)
  23. Chocolat (Director: Lasse Hallström)
  24. Close To The Border (Director: Rodolfo Durán)
  25. Coyote Ugly (Director: David McNally)
  26. Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon (Director: Ang Lee)
  27. Deep Core (Director: Rodney McDonald)
  28. Divided We Fall (Director: Jan Hrebejk)
  29. Down To You (Director: Kris Isacsson)
  30. Drowning Mona (Director: Nick Gomez)
  31. Dude, Where’s My Car? (Director: Danny Leiner)
  32. Dungeons + Dragons (Director: Courtney Solomon)
  33. Escaflowne The Movie (Directors: Kazuki Akane + Yoshiyuki Takei)
  34. Face The Music (Director: Jeff Howard)
  35. Felicidades (Director: Lucho Bender)
  36. Finding Forrester (Director: Gus van Sant)
  37. Frequency (Director: Gregory Hoblit)
  38. G-Men From Hell (Director: Christopher Coppola)
  39. Gone In Sixty Seconds (Director: Dominic Sena)
  40. Hanging Up (Director: Diane Keaton)
  41. Here On Earth (Director: Mark Piznarski)
  42. I Dreamed Of Africa (Director: Hugh Hudson)
  43. I Know Who You Are (Director: Patricia Ferreira)
  44. I’ll Wave Back (Director: Jefferson Davis)
  45. Icebreaker (Director: David Giancola)
  46. If You Only Knew (Director: David Snedeker)
  47. Impact (Director: Christopher Robin Hood)
  48. Jericho (Director: Merlin Miller)
  49. Just One Night (Director: Alan Jacobs)
  50. Keeping The Faith (Director: Edward Norton)
  51. Knockout (Director: Lorenzo Doumani)
  52. Letter From Home (Director: Tony Savant)
  53. Lisa Picard Is Famous (Director: Griffin Dunne)
  54. Little Nicky (Director: Steven Brill)
  55. Loser (Director: Amy Heckerling)
  56. Love + Basketball (Director: Gina Prince-Bythewood)
  57. Mad About Mambo (Director: John Forte)
  58. Mambo Café (Director: Reuben Gonzalez)
  59. Me You Them (Director: Andrucha Waddington)
  60. Meet The Parents (Director: Jay Roach)
  61. Mercy Streets (Director: Jon Gunn)
  62. Miss Congeniality (Director: Donald Petrie)
  63. Mission: Impossible II (Director: John Woo)
  64. Moonglow (Director: Dennis Christianson)
  65. Mr. Accident (Director: Yahoo Serious)
  66. Nemesis (Director: James McDonald)
  67. Nowheresville (Director: Bishop Trout)
  68. O Brother, Where Art Thou? (Director: Joel Coen)
  69. Pandaemonium (Director: Julien Temple)
  70. Passion Of Mind (Director: Alain Berliner)
  71. Pay It Forward (Director: Mimi Leder)
  72. Prank (Director: Mikki Willis)
  73. Price Of Glory (Director: Carlos Ávila)
  74. Prince Of Central Park (Director: John Leekley)
  75. Ready To Rumble (Director: Brian Robbins)
  76. Red Planet (Director: Antony Hoffman)
  77. Screwed (Director: Scott Alexander + Larry Karaszewski)
  78. Shades Of Darkness (Director: Christopher Johnson)
  79. Shanghai Noon (Director: Tom Dey)
  80. Songcatcher (Director: Maggie Greenwald)
  81. Space Cowboys (Director: Clint Eastwood)
  82. Supernova (Director: Walter Hill)
  83. Tadpole (Director: Gary Winick)
  84. The 6th Day (Director: Roger Spottiswoode)
  85. The Closer You Get (Director: Aileen Ritchie)
  86. The Crew (Director: Michael Dinner)
  87. The Dancer (Director: Frédéric Garson)
  88. The Dish (Director: Rob Sitch)
  89. The Family Man (Director: Brett Ratner)
  90. The Hiding Place (Director: Douglas Green)
  91. The In Crowd (Director: Mary Lambert)
  92. The King’s Guard (Director: Jonathan Tydor)
  93. The Last Patrol (Director: Sheldon Lettich)
  94. The Legend Of Bagger Vance (Director: Robert Redford)
  95. The Luzhin Defence (Director: Marleen Gorris)
  96. The Next Best Thing (Director: John Schlesinger)
  97. The Nutty Professor II: The Klumps (Director: Peter Segal)
  98. The Perfect Storm (Director: Wolfgang Petersen)
  99. The Price Of Milk (Director: Harry Sinclair)
  100. The Replacements (Director: Howard Deutch)
  101. The Skulls (Director: Rob Cohen)
  102. The Vertical Ray Of The Sun (Director: Tran Anh Hung)
  103. Things You Can Tell Just By Looking At Her (Director: Rodrigo García)
  104. Thirteen Days (Director: Roger Donaldson)
  105. Tokyo Raiders (Director: Jingle Ma)
  106. Tribulation (Director: André van Heerden)
  107. U-571 (Director: Jonathan Mostow)
  108. Unbreakable (Director: M. Night Shyamalan)
  109. Unshackled (Director: Bart Patton)
  110. Up At The Villa (Director: Philip Haas)
  111. Vatel (Director: Roland Joffé)
  112. Vertical Limit (Director: Martin Campbell)
  113. Waterproof (Director: Barry Berman)
  114. What Lies Beneath (Director: Robert Zemeckis)
  115. What Women Want (Director: Nancy Meyers)
  116. What’s Cooking? (Director: Gurinder Chadha)
  117. Whatever It Takes (Director: David Raynr)
  118. Where The Heart Is Director (Director: Matt Williams)
  119. Where The Money Is (Director: Marek Kanievska)
  120. Wind River (Director: Tom Shell)
  121. X-Men (Director: Bryan Singer)
R
  1. 100 Girls (Director: Michael Davis)
  2. 12 O’clock (Director: Drew Stone)
  3. 2001: A Space Travesty (Director: Allan A. Goldstein)
  4. 24 Hours In London (Director: Alexander Finbow)
  5. 3 Strikes (Director: DJ Pooh)
  6. A Better Way To Die (Director: Scott Wiper)
  7. A Shot At Glory (Director: Michael Corrente)
  8. About Adam (Director: Gerard Stembridge)
  9. Above Suspicion (Director: Stephen La Rocque)
  10. After Alice (Director: Paul Marcus)
  11. Against The Wind (Director: Peter Del Monte)
  12. Agent Red (Director: Damian Lee + Jim Wynorski)
  13. Almost Famous (Director: Cameron Crowe)
  14. American Psycho (Director: Mary Herron)
  15. Amores Perros (Director: Alejandro González Iñárritu)
  16. An Everlasting Piece (Director: Barry Levinson)
  17. Anatomy (Director: Stefan Ruzowitzky)
  18. Animal Factory (Director: Steve Buscemi)
  19. Another Heaven (Director: Jôji Iida)
  20. Apariencias (Director: Alberto Lecchi)
  21. Astoria (Director: Nick Efteriades)
  22. Attention Shoppers (Director: Philip Charles MacKenzie)
  23. Attraction (Director: Russell DeGrazier)
  24. Auggie Rose (Director: Matthew Tabak)
  25. Bad Seed (Director: Jon Bokenkamp)
  26. Bait (Director: Antoine Fuqua)
  27. Bamboozled (Director: Spike Lee)
  28. Bang Rajan (Director: Tanit Jitnukul)
  29. Beat (Director: Gary Walkow)
  30. Beautiful Creatures (Director: Bill Eagles)
  31. Beautiful Joe (Director: Stephen Metcalfe)
  32. Before Night Falls (Director: Julian Schnabel)
  33. Better Housekeeping (Director: Frank Novak)
  34. Better Than Sex (Director: Jonathan Teplitzky)
  35. Big Wind On Campus (Director: Matt Berman)
  36. Billy Elliot (Director: Stephen Daldry)
  37. Black Sea Raid (Director: Jenö Hodi)
  38. BlackMale (Directors: George Baluzy + Mike Baluzy)
  39. Blast (Director: Martin Schenk)
  40. Bless The Child (Director: Chuck Russell)
  41. Blood (Director: Charly Cantor)
  42. Blowback (Director: Mark L. Lester)
  43. Body + Soul (Director: Sam Henry Kass)
  44. Boiler Room (Director: Ben Younger)
  45. Book Of Shadows: Blair Witch II (Director: Joe Berlinger)
  46. Bootmen (Director: Dein Perry)
  47. Boricua’s Bond (Director: Val Kik)
  48. Born Romantic (Director: David Kane)
  49. Bossa Nova (Director: Bruno Barreto)
  50. Bread + Roses (Director: Ken Loach)
  51. Brooklyn Sonnet (Borough Of Kings) (Director: Elyse Lewin)
  52. Brother (Director: Takeshi Kitano)
  53. Bruiser (Director: George A. Romero)
  54. Bullfighter (Director: Rune Bendixen)
  55. Burnt Money (Director: Marcelo Piñeyro)
  56. Calling Bobcat (Director: Paul Kermizian)
  57. Captain Pantoja + The Special Forces (Director: Francisco J. Lombardi)
  58. Cecil B. DeMented (Director: John Waters)
  59. Cement (Director: Adrian Pasdar)
  60. Chain Of Command (Director: John Terlesky)
  61. Chain Of Fools (Directors: Pontus Löwenhielm + Patrick von Krusenstjerna)
  62. Chasing Sleep (Director: Alexander Samaan)
  63. Cherry Falls (Director: Geoffrey Wright)
  64. Child 2 Man (Director: Herb Freed)
  65. China Strike Force (Director: Stanley Tong)
  66. Chinese Coffee (Director: Al Pacino)
  67. Christina’s House (Director: Gavin Wilding)
  68. Chuck + Buck (Director: Miguel Arteta)
  69. Chump Change (Director: Stephen Burrows)
  70. Chunhyang (Director: Kwon-taek Im)
  71. Circus (Director: Rob Walker)
  72. Citizen Toxie: The Toxic Avenger IV (Director: Lloyd Kaufman)
  73. Civility (Director: Caesar Cavaricci)
  74. Come Undone (Director: Sébastien Lifshitz)
  75. Comedian (Director: Markus Imboden)
  76. Committed (Director: Lisa Krueger)
  77. Common Wealth (Director: Álex de la Iglesia)
  78. Company Man (Directors: Peter Askin + Douglas McGrath)
  79. Complicity (Director: Gavin Millar)
  80. Contaminated Man (Director: Anthony Hickox)
  81. Crackerjack III (Director: Lloyd A. Simandl)
  82. Crime + Punishment In Suburbia (Director: Rob Schmidt)
  83. Cut (Director: Kimble Rendall)
  84. Dancer In The Dark (Director: Lars von Trier)
  85. Dancing At The Blue Iguana (Director: Michael Radford)
  86. Dancing In September (Director: Reggie Rock Bythewood)
  87. Dangerous Curves (Director: Jeremiah Cullinane)
  88. Daybreak (Director: Jean Pellerin)
  89. Dead Babies (Director: William Marsh)
  90. Deep In The Woods (Director: Lionel Delplanique)
  91. Delta Force One: The Lost Patrol (Director: Joseph Zito)
  92. Desperate But Not Serious (Director: Bill Fishman)
  93. Diamond Men (Director: Dan Cohen)
  94. Diary Of Lust (Director: Madison Monroe)
  95. Divided We Stand (Director: J.R. Jarrod)
  96. Doomsdayer (Director: Michael J. Sarna)
  97. Dr. T + The Women (Director: Robert Altman)
  98. Dracula 2000 (Director: Patrick Lussier)
  99. Drive In (Director: Chuck DeBus)
  100. Duets (Director: Bruce Paltrow)
  101. Dust To Dust (Director: Juan Carlos de Llaca)
  102. El portero (Director: Gonzalo Suárez)
  103. El visitante (Director: Javier Olivera)
  104. Epicenter (Director: Richard Pepin)
  105. Erin Brockovich (Director: Steven Soderbergh)
  106. Escape Under Pressure (Director: Jean Pellerin)
  107. Essex Boys (Director: Terry Winsor)
  108. Everybody’s Famous! (Director: Dominque Deruddere)
  109. Everything Put Together (Director: Marc Forster)
  110. Evicted (Director: Michael Tierney)
  111. Expecting Mercy (Director: Dave Hansen)
  112. Faithless (Director: Liv Ullmann)
  113. Falling Through (Director: Colin Bucksey)
  114. Fast Food Fast Women (Director: Amos Kollek)
  115. Fast Lane To Malibu (Director: Kelly Caughen)
  116. Fatal Conflict (Director: Lloyd A. Simandl)
  117. Faust (Director: Brian Yuzna)
  118. Final Destination (Director: James Wong)
  119. Fist Power (Director: Aman Chang)
  120. Flashback (Director: Michael Karen)
  121. Followers (Director: Jonathan M. Flicker)
  122. For The Cause (Directors: David Douglas + Tim Douglas)
  123. Forever Lulu (Director: John Kaye)
  124. Fortress II (Director: Geoff Murphy)
  125. Four Dogs Playing Poker (Director: Paul Rachman)
  126. Future Murder (Directors: : Norman Lesperance + André Øvredal)
  127. Gangster No. 1 (Director: Paul McGuigan)
  128. Gent-X Cops II: Metal Mayhem (Director: Benny Chan)
  129. Get Carter (Director: Stephen Kay)
  130. Girlfight (Director: Karyn Kusama)
  131. Gladiator (Director: Ridley Scott)
  132. Gossip (Director: Davis Guggenheim)
  133. Greenfingers (Director: Joel Hershman)
  134. Groove (Director: Greg Harrison)
  135. Ground Zero (Director: Richard Friedman)
  136. Gun Shy (Director: Eric Blakeney)
  137. Hamlet (Director: Michael Almereyda)
  138. Happenstance (Director: Laurent Firode)
  139. Happy Accidents (Director: Brad Anderson)
  140. Harrison’s Flowers (Director: Élie Chouraqui)
  141. Heavy Metal 2000 (Directors: Michael Coldewey + Michel Lemire)
  142. Her Iliad (Director: Jessie Warn)
  143. Hidden Passion (Director: Jay Madison)
  144. High Fidelity (Director: Stephen Frears)
  145. Highlander: Endgame (Director: Douglas Aarniokoski)
  146. Hollow Man (Director: Paul Verhoeven)
  147. Hollywood Sins (Director: Edward Holzman)
  148. Honest (Director: David A. Stewart)
  149. House Of Love (Director: Tom Lazarus)
  150. Housebound (Director: Mari Kornhauser)
  151. How To Kill Your Neighbor’s Dog (Director: Michel Kalesniko)
  152. Illicit Lovers (Director: Jay Madison)
  153. In The Weeds (Director: Michael Rauch)
  154. Inferno (Director: Wiktor Grodecki)
  155. Innocence (Director: Paul Cox)
  156. Innocents (Director: Gregory Marquette)
  157. Insatiable Wives (Director: Mike Sedan)
  158. Intern (Director: Michael Lange)
  159. Intrepid (Director: John Putch)
  160. Iris (Director: Aurelio Grimaldi)
  161. Isn’t She Great? (Director: Andrew Bergman)
  162. Italian For Beginners (Director: Lone Scherfig)
  163. Jill Rips (Director: Anthony Hickox)
  164. Jinx’d (Director: Damon Wood)
  165. Joe Gould’s Secret (Director: Stanley Tucci)
  166. Kevin + Perry Go Large (Director: Ed Bye)
  167. King Of The Jungle (Director: Seth Zvi Rosenfeld)
  168. Km. O - Kilometer Zero (Directors: Yolanda García Serrano + Juan Luis Iborra)
  169. Labor Pains (Director: Tracy Alexson)
  170. Lakeboat (Director: Joe Mantegna)
  171. Let’s Talk (Director: undisclosed)
  172. Liam (Director: Stephen Frears)
  173. Little Red (Director: Clay Valenti)
  174. Living Hell (Director: Shugo Fujii)
  175. Living It Up (Director: Antonio Cuadri)
  176. Living The Life (Director: Alex Munoz)
  177. Lockdown (Director: John Luessenhop)
  178. Looking For An Echo (Director: Martin Davidson)
  179. Lost Souls (Director: Janusz Kaminski)
  180. Love + Sex (Director: Valerie Breiman)
  181. Love 101 (Director: Adrian Fulle)
  182. Love Beat The Hell Outta Me (Director: Kennedy Goldsby)
  183. Love Come Down (Director: Clement Virgo)
  184. Love Disease (Directors: Justin Alexandre + Jason DeParis)
  185. Loveblind (Director: C.B. Harding)
  186. Luck Of The Draw (Director: Luca Bercovici)
  187. Lucky Numbers (Director: Nora Ephron)
  188. Luckytown (Director: Paul Nicholas)
  189. Luminarias (Director: José Luis Valenzuela)
  190. Lured Innocence (Director: Kikuo Kawasaki)
  191. Mach 2 (Director: Fred Olen Ray)
  192. Maelstrom (Director: Denis Villeneuve)
  193. Malèna (Director: Giuseppe Tornatore)
  194. Masterpiece (Director: David Trueba)
  195. Maybe Baby (Directors: Ben Elton + Hugh Laurie)
  196. Maze (Director: Rob Morrow)
  197. Me, Myself + Irene (Directors: Bobby Farrelly + Peter Farrelly)
  198. Meeting Daddy (Director: Peter Gould)
  199. Memento (Director: Christopher Nolan)
  200. Men Of Honor (Director: George Tillman, Jr.)
  201. Mercy (Director: Damian Harris)
  202. Mexico City (Director: Richard Shepard)
  203. Mic + The Claw (Director: Kevin Hynes)
  204. Militia (Director: Jim Wynorski)
  205. Mission Kashmir (Director: Vidhu Vinod Chopra)
  206. More Dogs Than Bones (Director: Michael Browning)
  207. My 5 Wives (Director: Sidney J. Furie)
  208. Naked Wishes (Director: Mike Sedan)
  209. Nautilus (Director: Rodney McDonald)
  210. Newsbreak (Director: Serge Rodnunsky)
  211. Next Friday (Director: Steve Carr)
  212. Nico + Dani (Director: Cesc Gay)
  213. Night Runs Red (Director: Edward Holub)
  214. Nine Queens (Director: Fabián Bielinsky)
  215. No Alibi (Director: Bruce Pittman)
  216. No One Sleeps (Director: Jochen Hick)
  217. Nora (Director: Pat Murphy)
  218. Nurse Betty (Director: Neil LaBute)
  219. Nuts For Love (Director: Alberto Lecchi)
  220. Obstacles (Director: D-Shot, Hunter McCann + Harry Mok)
  221. Once In The Life (Director: Laurence Fishburne)
  222. One Week (Director: Carl Seaton)
  223. Operation Delta Force V: Random Fire (Director: Yossi Wein)
  224. Ordinary Decent Criminal (Director: Thaddeus O’Sullivan)
  225. Other Voices (Director: Dan McCormack)
  226. Our Burden Is Light (Director: Denise Coates)
  227. Our Lady Of The Assassins (Director: Barbet Schroeder)
  228. Our Song (Director: Jim McKay)
  229. Panic (Director: Henry Bromell)
  230. Paranoid (Director: Ash Smith)
  231. Partners In Crime (Director: Jennifer Warren)
  232. Party Crasher: My Bloody Birthday (Director: Mark Mason)
  233. Perfumed Garden (Director: Jag Mundhra)
  234. Picking Up The Pieces (Director: Alfonso Arau)
  235. Pilgrim (Director: Harley Cokeliss)
  236. Pitch Black (Director: David Twohy)
  237. Playing Mona Lisa (Director: Matthew Huffman)
  238. Pollack (Director: Ed Harris)
  239. Poor White Trash (Director: Michael Addis)
  240. Postmark Paradise (Director: Thompson E. Clay)
  241. Press Run (Director: Robbie Ditchburn)
  242. Primary Suspect (Director: Jeff Celentano)
  243. Proof Of Life (Director: Taylor Hackford)
  244. Punks (Director: Patrik-Ian Polk)
  245. Quills (Director: Philip Kaufman)
  246. R2PC: Road To Park City (Director: Bret Stern)
  247. Raindrops (Director: Bill Cowell)
  248. Rancid Aluminum (Director: Edward Thomas)
  249. Reaper (Director: John Bradshaw)
  250. Red Letters (Director: Bradley Battersby)
  251. Red Team (Director: Jeremy Haft)
  252. Reindeer Games (Director: John Frankenheimer)
  253. Requiem For A Dream (Director: Darren Aronofsky)
  254. Revenge (Director: Marc S. Grenier)
  255. Risk (Director: Alan White)
  256. Road Dogz (Director: Alfredo Ramos)
  257. Road Trip (Director: Todd Phillips)
  258. Road To Flin Flon (Director: David Fulk)
  259. Romeo Must Die (Director: Andrzej Bartkowiak)
  260. Rules Of Engagement (Director: William Friedkin)
  261. Sally (Director: David Goldsmith)
  262. Sand (Director: Matt Palmieri)
  263. Sandy Hook Lingerie Party Massacre (Director: Tim Beckley)
  264. Saving Grace (Director: Nigel Cole)
  265. Scarlet Diva (Director: Asia Argento)
  266. Scary Movie (Director: Keenen Ivory Wayans)
  267. Scream III (Director: Wes Craven)
  268. Second Skin (Director: Darrell Roodt)
  269. Seven Days To Live (Director: Sebastian Niemann)
  270. Sexy Beast (Director: Jonathan Glazer)
  271. Shadow Hours (Director: Isaac H. Eaton)
  272. Shadow Of The Vampire (Director: E. Elias Merhige)
  273. Shaft (Director: John Singleton)
  274. Shafted! (Director: Tom Putnam)
  275. Shiner (Director: John Irvin)
  276. Sideshow (Director: Fred Olen Ray)
  277. Skipped Parts (Director: Tamra Davis)
  278. Slow Burn (Director: Rodney Gibbons)
  279. Snatch (Director: Guy Ritchie)
  280. Soho Square (Director: Jamie Rafn)
  281. Sordid Lives (Director: Del Shores)
  282. Sorted (Director: Alexander Jovy)
  283. South Of Heaven, West Of Hell (Director: Dwight Yoakam)
  284. Spanish Judges (Director: Oz Scott)
  285. Spiders (Director: Gary Jones)
  286. Stageghost (Director: Stephen Furst)
  287. Stalled (Director: Stefan Haves)
  288. Stardom (Director: Denys Arcand)
  289. State + Main (Director: David Mamet)
  290. Steal This Movie (Director: Robert Greenwald)
  291. Stranger Than Fiction (Director: Eric Bross)
  292. Submerged (Director: Fred Olen Ray)
  293. Sunset Strip (Director: Adam Collis)
  294. Surrender (Director: Kelley Cauthen)
  295. Suspicious River (Director: Lynne Stopkewich)
  296. Swimming (Director: Robert J. Siegel)
  297. Table One (Director: Michael Bregman)
  298. Takedown (Director: Joe Chappelle)
  299. Teacher’s Pet (Director: Marcus Spiegel)
  300. Terror Tract (Directors: Lance W. Dreesen + Clint Hutchison)
  301. The Eastsidaz (Director: Michael Martin)
  302. The Alternate (Director: Sam Firstenberg)
  303. The Apostate (Director: William Gove)
  304. The Art Of Dying (Director: Álvaro Fernández Armero)
  305. The Art Of War (Director: Christian Duguay)
  306. The Bare Wench Project (Director: Jim Wynorski)
  307. The Beach (Director: Danny Boyle)
  308. The Broken Hearts Club: A Romantic Comedy (Director: Greg Berlanti)
  309. The Cell (Director: Tarsem Singh)
  310. The Chaos Factor (Director: Terry Cunningham)
  311. The City Of Lost Souls (Director: Takashi Miike)
  312. The Chain (Director: Michael Winterbottom)
  313. The Contender (Director: Rod Lurie)
  314. The Convent (Director: Mike Mendez)
  315. The Crimson Rivers (Director: Mathieu Kassovitz)
  316. The Crow: Salvation (Director: Bharat Nalluri)
  317. The Debut (Director: Gene Cajayon)
  318. The Doorway (Director: Michael B. Druxman)
  319. The Exchange (Director: Ed Nicoletti)
  320. The Gift (Director: Sam Raimi)
  321. The Giving Tree (Director: Cameron Thor)
  322. The Golden Bowl (Director: James Ivory)
  323. The Guardian Director: Gerry Lively)
  324. The Guilty (Director: Anthony Waller)
  325. The Highwayman (Director: Keoni Waxman)
  326. The Horrible Dr. Bones (Director: Ted Nicolaou)
  327. The Independent (Director: Stephen Kessler)
  328. The King Is Alive (Director: Kristian Levring)
  329. The Ladies Man (Director: Reginald Hudlin)
  330. The Last Man (Director: Harry Ralston)
  331. The Last Producer (Director: Burt Reynolds)
  332. The Last Stop (Director: Mark Malone)
  333. The List (Director: Sylvain Guy)
  334. The Man Who Cried (Director: Sally Potter)
  335. The Martini Shot (Director: Jacob J. Young)
  336. The Martini Shot (Director: David Fierro)
  337. The Million Dollar Hotel (Director: Wim Wenders)
  338. The Mistress Club (Director: Cybil Richards)
  339. The Monkey’s Mask (Director: Samantha Lang)
  340. The Mystery Of Spoon River (Director: Scott A. Meehan)
  341. The Operative (Director: Robert Lee)
  342. The Operator (Director: Jon Dichter)
  343. The Opponent (Director: Eugene Jarecki)
  344. The Opportunists (Director: Myles Connell)
  345. The Patriot (Director: Roland Emmerich)
  346. The Perfect Tenant (Director: Doug Campbell)
  347. The Photographer (Director: Jeremy Stein)
  348. The Playaz Court (Director: Greg Morgan)
  349. The Prime Gig (Director: Gregory Mosher)
  350. The Princess + The Warrior (Director: Tom Tykwer)
  351. The Prophet’s Game (Director: David Worth)
  352. The Right Temptation (Director: Lyndon Chubbuck)
  353. The Rowdy Girls (Director: Steven Nevius)
  354. The Sculptress (Director: Ian Merrick)
  355. The Simian Line (Director: Linda Yellen)
  356. The Smokers (Director: Kat Slater)
  357. The Specials (Director: Craig Mazin)
  358. The Spreading Ground (Director: Derek Vanlint)
  359. The St. Francisville Experiment (Director: Ted Nicolaou)
  360. The Stray (Director: Kevin Mock)
  361. The Suicide Club (Director: Rachel Samuels)
  362. The Tao Of Steve (Director: Jenniphr Goodman)
  363. The Taste Of Others (Director: Agnès Jaoui)
  364. The Thief + The Stripper (Directors: L.P. Brown III + John Sjogren)
  365. The Visit (Director: Jordan Walker-Pearlman)
  366. The Watcher (Director: Joe Charbanic)
  367. The Way Of The Gun (Director: Christopher McQuarrie)
  368. The Weight Of Water (Director: Kathryn Bigelow)
  369. The Whole Nine Yards (Director: Jonathan Lynn)
  370. The Widow Of Saint-Pierre (Director: Patrice Leconte)
  371. The Wrecking Crew (Director: Albert Pyun)
  372. The Yards (Director: James Gray)
  373. The Young Unknowns (Director: Catherine Jelski)
  374. Thomas In Love (Director: Pierre-Paul Renders)
  375. Tick Tock (Director: Kevin S. Tenney)
  376. Tiger Claws III (Director: J. Stephen Maunder)
  377. Tigerland (Director: Joel Schumacher)
  378. Time + Tide (Director: Hark Tsui)
  379. Time Of Her Time (Director: Francis Delia)
  380. Timecode (Director: Mike Figgis)
  381. Timequest (Director: Robert Dyke)
  382. Todo el poder (Director: Fernando Sariñana)
  383. Together (Director: Lukas Moodysson)
  384. Traffic (Director: Steven Soderbergh)
  385. Train Ride (Director: Rel Dowdell)
  386. Tripfall (Director: Serge Rodnunsky)
  387. Trixie (Director: Alan Rudolph)
  388. Trois (Director: Rob Hardy)
  389. Tully (Director: Hilary Birmingham)
  390. Turn It Up (Director: Robert Adetuyi)
  391. Two Family Home (Director: Raymond De Felitta)
  392. Under Hellgate Bridge (Director: Michael Sergio)
  393. Under Suspicion (Director: Stephen Hopkins)
  394. Up Against Amanda (Director: Michael Rissi)
  395. Urban Legends: Final Dut (Director: John Ottman)
  396. Urbania (Director: Jon Shear)
  397. Vampire Hunter D: Bloodlust (Director: Yoshiaki Kawajiri)
  398. Versus (Director: Ryûhei Kitamura)
  399. Voyeur.com (Director: Serge Rodnunsky)
  400. Vulgar (Director: Bryan Johnson)
  401. Waiting For The Messiah (Director: Daniel Burman)
  402. Waking The Dead (Director: Keith Gordon)
  403. Wannabes (Directors: Charles A. Addessi + William DeMeo)
  404. Way Past Cool (Director: Adam Davidson)
  405. Waydowntown (Director: Gary Burns)
  406. What Planet Are You From? (Director: Mike Nichols)
  407. When The Sky Falls (Director: John Mackenzie)
  408. Whipped (Director: Peter M. Cohen)
  409. Wings Of The Crow (Director: Jack Williams)
  410. With A Friend Like Harry... (Director: Dominik Moll)
  411. Woman On Top (Director: Fina Torres)
  412. Woman’s Story (Director: Gary Conway)
  413. Wonder Boys (Director: Curtis Hanson)
  414. You Are Here (Director: Jeff Winner)
  415. You Can Count On Me (Director: Kenneth Lonergan)
  416. Zorrita: Passion’s Avenger (Director: Madison Monroe)
NC-17 (none)
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G

  1. A Rat’s Tale (Director: Michael F. Huse)
  2. Anastasia (Directors: Don Bluth + Gary Goldman)
  3. Babes In Toyland (Directors: Toby Bluth, Charles Grosvenor + Paul Sabella)
  4. Cats Don’t Dance (Director: Mark Dindal)
  5. Christmas Fever (Director: Paul Harather)
  6. Grizzly Mountain (Director: Jeremy Haft)
  7. Hercules (Directors: Ron Clements + John Musker)
  8. Little Ghost (Director: Linda Shayne)
  9. Ms. Bear (Director: Paul Ziller)
  10. Pippi Longstocking (Directors: Michael Schaeck + Clive A. Smith)
  11. The Dog Of Flanders (Director: Yoshio Kuroda)
  12. The Elf Who Didn’t Believe (Director: Rodney McDonald)
  13. The Swan Princess: Escape from Castle Mountain (Director: Richard Rich)
  14. The Wiggles Movie (Director: Dean Covell)
PG
  1. A Simple Wish (Director: Michael Ritchie)
  2. Address Unknown (Director: Shawn Levy)
  3. Air Bud (Director: Charles Martin Smith)
  4. Anak ng bulkan (Director: Cirio H. Santiago)
  5. Buddy (Director: Caroline Thompson)
  6. Camp Stories (Director: Herbert Beigel)
  7. Children Of Heaven (Director: Majid Majdi)
  8. Clandestine Stories In Havana (Directors: Luis Alberto Garcia + Diego Musiak)
  9. Contact (Director: Robert Zemeckis)
  10. Digging To China (Director: Timothy Hutton)
  11. Ernest Goes To Africa (Director: John R. Cherry III)
  12. FairyTale: A True Story (Director: Charles Sturridge)
  13. Family Plan (Director: Fred Gerber)
  14. Flubber (Director: Les Mayfield)
  15. Free Willy III: The Rescue (Director: Sam Pillsbury)
  16. George Of The Jungle (Director: Sam Weisman)
  17. Girl Crazy (Director: Richard Dutcher)
  18. Gone Fishin’ (Director: Christopher Cain)
  19. Good Burger (Director: Brian Robbins)
  20. Heaven Before I Die (Director: Izidore K. Musallam)
  21. Home Alone III (Director: Raja Gosnell)
  22. Joey (Director: Ian Barry)
  23. Jungle 2 Jungle (Director: John Pasquin)
  24. Jungle Emperor Leo (Director: Yoshio Takeuchi)
  25. Leave It To Beaver (Director: Andy Cadiff)
  26. Legend Of The Spirit Dog (Directors: Martin Goldman + Michael Spence)
  27. Little Bigfoot (Director: Art Camacho)
  28. Little Miracles (Director: Eliseo Subiela)
  29. Looking For Lola (Director: Boaz Davidson)
  30. McHale’s Navy (Director: Bryan Spider)
  31. MouseHunt (Director: Gore Verbinski)
  32. Mr. Magoo (Director: Stanley Tong)
  33. Mrs. Brown (Director: John Madden)
  34. Mystery Monsters (Director: Charles Band)
  35. RocketMan (Director: Stuart Gillard)
  36. Selena (Director: Gregory Nava)
  37. Shadow Zone: My Teacher Ate My Homework (Director: Stephen Williams)
  38. Shooting Fish (Director: Stefan Schwartz)
  39. Song Of Hiawatha (Director: Jeffrey Shore)
  40. Spice World (Director: Bob Spiers)
  41. Star Kid (Director: Manny Coto)
  42. Stolen Moments (Director: Oscar Barney Finn)
  43. Taxi To L.A. (Director: Bashar Shbib)
  44. That Darn Cat (Director: Bob Spiers)
  45. The Adventures of the Zordine Warriors (Director: Gerald B. Wolfe)
  46. The Beautician + The Beast (Director: Ken Kwapis)
  47. The Best Man (Director: Pupi Avati)
  48. The Borrowers (Director: Peter Hewitt)
  49. The Education Of Little Tree (Director: Richard Friedenberg)
  50. The Man Who Knew Too Little (Director: Jon Amiel)
  51. The Ride (Director: Michael O. Sajbel)
  52. The Second Jungle Book: Mowgli & Baloo (Director: Dee McLachlan)
  53. The Spanish Prisoner (Director: David Mamet)
  54. The Tango Lesson (Director: Sally Potter)
  55. The Woodlanders (Director: Phil Agland)
  56. True Heart (Director: Catherine Cyran)
  57. Turbo: A Power Rangers Movie (Directors: Shuki Levy + David Winning)
  58. Vegas Vacation (Director: Stephen Kessler)
  59. Walking Thunder (Director: Craig Clyde)
  60. Warriors Of Virtue (Director: Ronny Yu)
  61. Washington Square (Director: Agnieszka Holland)
  62. Wild America (Director: William Dear)
  63. With A Mouse: To Your Mouth (Director: Nick Peterson)
  64. Zeus + Roxanne (Director: George Miller)
PG-13
  1. ‘TIl There Was You (Director: Scott Winant)
  2. A Merry War (Director: Robert Bierman)
  3. Airboss (Director: J. Christian Ingvordsen)
  4. Amy (Director: Nadia Tass)
  5. An American Vampire Story (Director: Luis Esteban)
  6. An American Werewolf In Paris (Director: Anthony Waller)
  7. Anaconda (Director: Luis Llosa)
  8. Anna Karenina (Director: Bernard Rose)
  9. Another 9½ Weeks (Director: Anne Goursaud)
  10. As Good As It Gets (Director: James L. Brooks)
  11. Austin Powers: International Man Of Mystery (Director: Jay Roach)
  12. BAP*S (Director: Robert Townsend)
  13. Batman + Robin (Director: Joel Schumacher)
  14. Bean (Director: Mel Smith)
  15. Beverly Hills Ninja (Director: Dennis Dugan)
  16. Bugged (Director: Ronald K. Armstrong)
  17. Clockwatchers (Director: Jill Sprecher)
  18. Dante’s Peak (Director: Roger Donaldson)
  19. Deformed Monsters (Director: Charles Band)
  20. Dinner At Fred’s (Director: Shawn Thompson)
  21. Déjà vu (Director: Henry Jaglom)
  22. Epsilon (Director: Rolf de Heer)
  23. Excess Baggage (Director: Marco Brambilla)
  24. Fierce Creatures (Directors: Fred Schepisi + Robert Young)
  25. Fool’s Paradise (Director: Richard Zakka)
  26. Fools Rush In (Director: Andy Tennant)
  27. For Richer Or Poorer (Director: Bryan Spicer)
  28. Gattaca (Director: Andrew Niccol)
  29. Haven (Director: Ben Schaeffer)
  30. In & Out (Director: Frank Oz)
  31. James Dean: Live Fast, Die Young (Director: Mohammed Rustam)
  32. Julian Po (Director: Alan Wade)
  33. Just Write (Director: Andrew Gallerani)
  34. Kicked In The Head (Director: Richard Gabai)
  35. Kull The Conqueror (Director: John Nicolella)
  36. Kundun (Director: Martin Scorsese)
  37. Laserhawk (Director: Jean Pellerin)
  38. Liar, Liar (Director: Tom Shadyac)
  39. Life According To Muriel (Director: Eduardo Milewicz)
  40. Life Is Beautiful (Director: Roberto Benigni)
  41. Love + Death On Long Island (Director: Richard Kwietniowski)
  42. Loved (Director: Erin Dignam)
  43. Mad City (Director: Costa-Gavras)
  44. Masterminds (Director: Roger Christian)
  45. Men In Black (Director: Barry Sonnenfeld)
  46. Mommy’s Day (Director: Max Allan Collins)
  47. Mortal Kombat: Annihilation (Director: John R. Leonetti)
  48. Mr. Nice Guy (Director: Sammo Kam-Bo Hung)
  49. Mrs. Dalloway (Director: Marleen Gorris)
  50. My Best Friend’s Wedding (Director: P.J. Hogan)
  51. Out To Sea (Director: Martha Coolidge)
  52. Passion In The Desert (Director: Lavinia Currier)
  53. Picture Perfect (Director: Glenn Gordon Caron)
  54. Prefontaine (Director: Steve James)
  55. Prince Valiant (Director: Anthony Hickox)
  56. Princess Mononoke (Director: Hayao Miyazaki)
  57. Robinson Crusoe (Directors: Rod Hardy + George Miller)
  58. Roseanna’s Grave (Director: Paul Weiland)
  59. Sakura Wars (Director: Mitsuru Hongo)
  60. Seven Years In Tibet (Director: Jean-Jacques Annaud)
  61. Soul Survivors (Director: undisclosed)
  62. Speed II: Cruise Control (Director: Jan de Bont)
  63. St. Patrick’s Day (Director: Hope Perello)
  64. Steel (Director: Kenneth Johnson)
  65. Still Breathing (Director: James F. Robinson)
  66. Amy Foster (Director: Beeban Kidron)
  67. Swimsuit: The Movie (Director: Vic Davis)
  68. Tangos Are For Two (Director: Jaime Chávarri)
  69. Telling Lies In America (Director: Guy Ferland)
  70. Tenchi the Movie 2: The Daughter of Darkness (Director: Satoshi Kimura)
  71. That Old Feeling (Director: Carl Reiner)
  72. The Apostle (Director: Robert Duvall)
  73. The Climb (Director: Bob Swaim)
  74. The Fanatics (Director: Marc Lasky)
  75. The Fifth Element (Director: Luc Besson)
  76. The First To Go (Director: John L. Jacobs)
  77. The Island On Bird Street (Director: Søren Kragh-Jacobsen)
  78. The Lost World: Jurassic Park (Director: Steven Spielberg)
  79. The Pest (Director: Paul Miller)
  80. The Price Of Kissing (Director: Vince DiPersio)
  81. The Rainmaker (Director: Francis Ford Coppola)
  82. The Saint (Director: Phillip Noyce)
  83. The Sixth Man (Director: Randall Miller)
  84. The Wrong Guy (Director: David Steinberg)
  85. Titanic (Director: James Cameron)
  86. Tomorrow Never Dies (Director: Roger Spottiswoode)
  87. Trial + Error (Director: Jonathan Lynn)
  88. Trojan War (Director: George Huang)
  89. Volcano (Director: Mick Jackson)
  90. When Danger Follows You Home (Director: David E. Peckinpah)
R
  1. 8 Heads In A Duffel Bag (Director: Tom Schulman)
  2. A Brother’s Kiss (Director: Seth Zvi Rosenfeld)
  3. A Friend Of The Deceased (Director: Leonid Boyko + Vyacheslav Krishtofovich)
  4. A Life Less Ordinary (Director: Danny Boyle)
  5. A Rock + A Hard Place (Director: Mike Kesey)
  6. A Smile Like Yours (Director: Keith Samples)
  7. A Thousand Acres (Director: Jocelyn Moorhouse)
  8. A Time To Revenge (Director: John Harwood)
  9. Aberration (Director: Tim Boxell)
  10. Absolute Power (Director: Clint Eastwood)
  11. Acts Of Betrayal (Director: Jack Ersgard)
  12. Addicted To Love (Director: Griffin Dunne)
  13. Affliction (Director: Paul Schrader)
  14. After The Game (Director: Brewster McWilliams)
  15. Afterglow (Director: Alan Rudolph)
  16. Against The Law (Director: Jim Wynorski)
  17. Air Force One (Director: Wolfgang Petersen)
  18. Alien Escape (Director: Scott Harris)
  19. Alien: Resurrection (Director: Jean-Pierre Jeunet)
  20. All Over Me (Director: Alex Sichel)
  21. Allyson Is Watching (Director: Robert Kubilos)
  22. Always Say Goodbye (Director: Joshua Beckett)
  23. American Perfekt (Director: Paul Chart)
  24. Amistad (Director: Steven Spielberg)
  25. Amnesia (Director: Kurt Voss)
  26. An Alan Smithee Film : Burn Hollywood Burn (Director: Arthur Hiller)
  27. Apartheid Slave-Women’s Justice (Director: Ted V. Mikels)
  28. Artemisia (Director: Agnès Merlet)
  29. Ashes Of Paradise (Director: Marcelo Piñeyro)
  30. Asylum (Director: James Seale)
  31. Back In Business (Director: Philippe Mora)
  32. Bad Day On The Block (Director: Craig R. Baxley)
  33. Bad Manners (Director: Jonathan Kaufer)
  34. Bandits (Director: Katja von Garnier)
  35. Behind Enemy Lines (Director: Mark Griffiths)
  36. Behind The Lines (Director: Gillies MacKinnon)
  37. Below Utopia (Director Kurt Voss)
  38. Best Men (Director: Tamra Davis)
  39. Better Than Ever (Director: Uzo)
  40. Between The Lies (Director: Tony Smith)
  41. Big City Blues (Director: Clive Fleury)
  42. Bikini Hotel (Director: Jeff Frey)
  43. Bikini Summer III: South Beach Heat (Director: Ken Blakey)
  44. Bimbo Movie Bash (Directors: Mike Mendez + Dave Parker)
  45. Black Circle Boys (Director: Matthew Carnahan)
  46. Black Dawn (Director: John De Bello)
  47. Blast (Director: Albert Pyun)
  48. Bleeders (Hemoglobin) (Director: Peter Svatek)
  49. Bliss (Director: Lance Young)
  50. Blood, Friends + Money (Director: Armanda Costanza)
  51. Bloodletting (Director: Matthew Jason Walsh)
  52. Bloodmoon (Director: Wiu-Hung Leung)
  53. Bombshell (Director: Paul Wynne)
  54. Boogie Nights (Director: Paul Thomas Anderson)
  55. Booty Call (Director: Jeff Pollack)
  56. Border (Director: J.P. Dutta)
  57. Born Bad (Director: Jeff Yonis)
  58. Borrowed Life, Stolen Love (Director: Valerie Landsburg)
  59. Breakdown (Director: Jonathan Mostow)
  60. Breaking Up (Director: Robert Greenwald)
  61. Breeders (Director: Paul Matthews)
  62. Bring Me The Head Of Mavis Davis (Director: John Henderson)
  63. Campfire Tales (Directors: Matt Cooper, Martin Kunert + David Semel)
  64. Cannes Man (Director: Richard Martini)
  65. Captured Alive (Director: Chris McIntyre)
  66. Career Girls (Director: Mike Leigh)
  67. Casualties (Director: Alex Graves)
  68. Catherine’s Grove (Director: Rick King)
  69. Champions (Director: Peter Gathings Bunche)
  70. Changing Habits (Director: Lynn Roth)
  71. Chapter Perfect (Director: Dan Brazda)
  72. Character (Director: Mike van Diem)
  73. Chasing Amy (Director: Kevin Smith)
  74. Chicago Cab (Directors: Mary Cybulski + John Tintori)
  75. Chinese Box (Director: Wayne Wang)
  76. City Of Industry (Director: John Irvin)
  77. Cold Around The Heart (Director: John Ridley)
  78. Colin Fitz Lives! (Director: Robert Bella)
  79. Commandments (Director: Daniel Taplitz)
  80. Con Air (Director: Simon West)
  81. Confessions Of A Lap Dancer (Director: Mike Sedan)
  82. Conspiracy Theory (Director: Richard Donner)
  83. Cop Land (Director: James Mangold)
  84. Coyote (Directors: Elliot Jacobson + Shane Liem)
  85. Crackerjack II (Hostage) (Director: Robert Lee)
  86. Criminal Affairs (Director: Jeremiah Cullinane)
  87. Crisis (Director: Jalal Merhi)
  88. Critical Care (Director: Sidney Lumet)
  89. Cube (Director: Vincenzo Natali)
  90. Cupid (Director: Doug Campbell)
  91. Dance With The Devil (Director: Álex de la Iglesia)
  92. Dangerous Ground (Director: Darrell Roodt)
  93. Dark Planet (Director: Albert Magnoli)
  94. Darkdrive (Director: Philip J. Roth)
  95. Dead Innocent (Director: Sara Botsford)
  96. Dead Men Can’t Dance (Directors: Stephen Milburn Anderson + Hubert de la Bouillerie)
  97. Deadlock: A Passion For Murder (Director: Richard W. Munchkin)
  98. Deceiver (Directors: Jonas Pate + Josh Pate)
  99. Deconstructing Harry (Director: Woody Allen)
  100. Dobermann (Director: Jan Kounen)
  101. Don’t Sleep Alone (Director: Tim Andrew)
  102. Donnie Brasco (Director: Mike Newell)
  103. Double Take (Director: Mark L. Lester)
  104. Double Tap (Director: Greg Yaitanes)
  105. Double Team (Director: Hark Tsui)
  106. Down For The Barrio (Director: César Alejandro)
  107. Drawn To The Flame (Director: Valerie Landsburg)
  108. Dream With The Fishes (Director: Finn Taylor)
  109. Driftwood (Director: Ronan O’Leary)
  110. Drive (Director: Steve Wang)
  111. Dusting Cliff 7 (Director: William H. Molina)
  112. Edge (Director: Brian Harty)
  113. Eight Days A Week (Director: Michael Davis)
  114. Erotic Boundaries (Director: Mike Sedan)
  115. Eruption (Director: Gwyneth Gibby)
  116. Esmeralda Comes By Night (Director: Jaime Humberto Hermosillo)
  117. Eve’s Bayou (Director: Kasi Lemmons)
  118. Event Horizon (Director: Paul W.S. Anderson)
  119. Exception To The Rule (Director: David Winning)
  120. Executive Target (Director: Joseph Merhi)
  121. Expect To Die (Director: Jalal Merhi)
  122. Eye Of God (Director: Tim Blake Nelson)
  123. Face (Director: Antonia Bird)
  124. Face/Off (Director: John Woo)
  125. Fakin’ Da Funk (Director: Timothy A. Chey)
  126. Fallen Angel (Director: John Quinn)
  127. Falling Fire (Director: Daniel D’Or)
  128. Farmer + Chase (Director: Michael Seitzman)
  129. Fatal Lottery (Director: César Alejandro)
  130. Fathers’ Day (Director: Ivan Reitman)
  131. Fever Pitch (Director: David Evans)
  132. Final Justice (Director: Sung Kee Chiu)
  133. Fire Down Below (Director: Félix Enríquez Alcalá)
  134. Firelight (Director: William Nicholson)
  135. Firestorm (Director: John Shepphird)
  136. First Love, Last Rites (Director: Jesse Peretz)
  137. Flipping (Director: Gene Mitchell)
  138. Four Days In September (Director: Bruno Barreto)
  139. Future Fear (Director: Lewis Baumander)
  140. G.I. Jane (Director: Ridley Scott)
  141. Gang Related (Director: Jim Kouf)
  142. Gator King (Director: Grant Austin Waldman)
  143. Going All The Way (Director: Mark Pellington)
  144. Good Will Hunting (Director: Gus Van Sant)
  145. Goodbye America (Director: Thierry Notz)
  146. Gravesend (Director: Salvatore Stabile)
  147. Gridlock’d (Director: Vondie Curtis-Hall)
  148. Grosse Pointe Blank (Director: George Armitage)
  149. Guarded Secrets (Director: Christopher Taylor)
  150. Gummo (Director: Harmony Korine)
  151. Habitat (Director: Rene Daalder)
  152. Hacks (Director: Gary Rosen)
  153. Hav Plenty (Director: Christopher Scott Cherot)
  154. Heaven’s Burning (Director: Craig Lahiff)
  155. Henry Fool (Director: Hal Hartley)
  156. Hideous! (Director: Charles Band)
  157. High Voltage (Director: Isaac Florentine)
  158. Highball (Director: Noah Baumbach)
  159. Hijacking Hollywood (Director: Neil Mandt)
  160. Hoodlum (Director: Bill Duke)
  161. Hostile Intent (Director: Jonathan Heap)
  162. How To Be A Player (Director: Lionel C. Martin)
  163. Hugo Pool (Director: Robert Downey, Sr.)
  164. Hurricane Streets (Director: Morgan J. Freeman)
  165. I Know What You Did Last Summer (Director: Jim Gillespie)
  166. I Love You, Don’t Touch Me! (Director: Julie Davis)
  167. I Married A Strange Person! (Director: Bill Plympton)
  168. I Went Down (Director: Paddy Breathnach)
  169. I’m Watching You (Director: Blain Brown)
  170. Ill-Gotten Gains (Director: Joel B. Marsden)
  171. Illicit Dreams II (Director: Fred Olen Ray)
  172. Illusions Of Sin (Director: Eric Gibson)
  173. In Dark Places (Director: James C.E. Burke)
  174. In Search Of A Woman (Director: Yakov Bentsvi)
  175. In The Company Of Men (Director: Neil LaBute)
  176. Incognito (Director: John Badham)
  177. Inferno (Director: Fred Olen Ray)
  178. Inner Action (Director: Damian Lee)
  179. Intimate Secrets (Director: Pasquale Fanetti)
  180. Inventing The Abbotts (Director: Pat O’Connor)
  181. Jackie Brown (Director: Quentin Tarantino)
  182. Jamaica Beat (Director: Mark Melnick)
  183. Jane Street (Director: Charles Merzbacher)
  184. Joyride (Director: Quinton Peeples)
  185. Keys To Tulsa (Director: Leslie Greif)
  186. Kicked In The Head (Director: Matthew Harrison)
  187. Killers (Director: David Michael Latt)
  188. Kiss + Tell (Director: Jordan Alan)
  189. Kiss Me, Guido (Director: Tony Vitale)
  190. Kiss Or Kill (Director: Bill Bennett)
  191. Kiss The Girls (Director: Gary Fleder)
  192. L.A. Confidential (Director: Curtis Hanson)
  193. La cible (Director: Pierre Courrège)
  194. Lawn Dogs (Director: John Duigan)
  195. Le zombie de Cap-Rouge (Director: Simon Robidoux)
  196. Leaving Scars (Director: Brad Jacques)
  197. Lesser Prophets (Director: William DeVizia)
  198. Lethal Seduction (Director: Fred P. Watkins)
  199. Lewis + Clark + George (Director: Rod McCall)
  200. Lifebreath (Director: P.J. Posner)
  201. Little Boy Blue (Director: Antonio Tibaldi)
  202. Little City (Director: Roberto Benabib)
  203. Little Shots Of Happiness (Director Todd Verow)
  204. Live Flesh (Director: Pedro Almodóvar)
  205. Living In Peril (Director: Jack Ersgard)
  206. Lolita (Director: Adrian Lyne)
  207. Los Locos (Director: Jean-Marc Vallée)
  208. Lost Highway (Director: David Lynch)
  209. Love Jones (Director: Theodore Witcher)
  210. Love Walked In (Director: Juan José Campanella)
  211. Love! Valour! Compassion! (Director: Joe Mantello)
  212. Lovelife (Director: Jon Harmon Feldman)
  213. Lover Girl (Directors: Lida Addario + Joe Syracuse)
  214. Lovers, Liars + Thieves (Director: Harold ‘Ace’ Frazer)
  215. Lucie Aubrac (Director: Claude Berri)
  216. Lurid Tales: The Castle Queen (Director: David DeCoteau)
  217. Ma Vie En Rose (Director: Alain Berliner)
  218. Macon County Jail (Director: Victoria Muspratt)
  219. Madam Savant (Director: Mike Marvin)
  220. Magenta (Director: Gregory C. Haynes)
  221. Man Of Her Dreams (Director: Martin Kitrosser)
  222. Managua (Director: Michael Taverna)
  223. Marie From The Bay Of Angels (Director: Manuel Pradal)
  224. Maximum Revenge (Director: Fred Olen Ray)
  225. Mean Guns (Director: Albert Pyun)
  226. Meet Wally Sparks (Director: Peter Baldwin)
  227. Men (Director: Zoe Clarke-Williams)
  228. Men With Guns (Director: John Sayles)
  229. Men With Guns (Director: Kari Skogland)
  230. Merchant Of Death (Director: Yossi Wein)
  231. Metro (Director: Thomas Carter)
  232. Metroland (Director: Philip Saville)
  233. Midnight Blue (Director: Skott Snider)
  234. Midnight In The Garden Of Good + Evil (Director: Clint Eastwood)
  235. Mimic (Director: Guillermo del Toro)
  236. Misbegotten (Director: Mark L. Lester)
  237. Money Talks (Director: Brett Ratner)
  238. Moonbase (Director: Paolo Mazzucato)
  239. Most Wanted (Director: David Hogan)
  240. Motel Blue (Director: Sam Firstenberg)
  241. Mr. Jealousy (Director: Noah Baumbach)
  242. Murder At 1600 (Director: Dwight H. Little)
  243. Murder In Mind (Director: Andrew Morahan)
  244. Mutual Needs (Director: Robert Angelo)
  245. My Brother’s War (Director: James Brolin)
  246. My Son, The Fanatic (Director: Udayan Prasad)
  247. Nevada (Director: Gary Tieche)
  248. Niagara, Niagara (Director: Bob Gosse)
  249. Nick + Jane (Director: Richard Mauro)
  250. Night Orchid (Director: Mark Atkins)
  251. Night Vision (Director: Gil Bettman)
  252. Nightwatch (Director: Ole Bornedal)
  253. Nil By Mouth (Director: Gary Oldman)
  254. Nirvana (Director: Gabriele Salvatores)
  255. No Strings Attached (Director: Josef Rusnak)
  256. Nothing To Lose (Director: Steve Oedekerk)
  257. Nowhere (Director: Gregg Araki)
  258. Office Killer (Director: Cindy Sherman)
  259. One Eight Seven (187 ) (Director: Kevin Reynolds)
  260. One Night Stand (Director: Mike Figgis)
  261. Open Your Eyes (Director: Alejandro Amenábar)
  262. Opposite Corners (Director: Louis D’Esposito)
  263. Oscar + Lucinda (Director: Gillian Armstrong)
  264. Overture (Director: Menashe Noy)
  265. Painted Hero (Director: Terry Benedict)
  266. Pale Saints (Director: J.H. Wyman)
  267. Pandemonium, Hell’s Capital City (Director: Román Chalbaud)
  268. Paradise Road (Director: Bruce Beresford)
  269. Passion + Romance: Double Or Nothing (Director: Antonia Keeler)
  270. Passion + Romance: Ocean Of Dreams (Director: Divida Rendlog)
  271. Perfect Blue (Director: Satoshi Kon)
  272. Photographing Fairies (Director: Nick Willing)
  273. Plan B (Director: Gary Leva)
  274. Playing God (Director: Andy Wilson)
  275. Plump Fiction (Director: Bob Koherr)
  276. Preaching To The Perverted (Director: Stuart Urban)
  277. Private Parts (Director: Betty Thomas)
  278. Pterodactyl Woman from Beverly Hills (Director: Philippe Mora)
  279. Quiet Days in Hollywood (Director: Josef Rusnak)
  280. Ravager (Director: James D. Deck)
  281. Raven’s Ridge (Director: Mike Upton)
  282. Red-Blooded American Girl II (Director: David Blyth)
  283. Red Corner (Director: Jon Avnet)
  284. Redline (Director: Tibor Takács)
  285. Retroactive (Director: Louis Morneau)
  286. Road Ends (Director: Rick King)
  287. Romy + Michele's High School Reunion (Director: David Mirkin)
  288. Rosewood (Director: John Singleton)
  289. Santa Fe (Director: Andrew Shea)
  290. Scorned II (Director: Rodney McDonald)
  291. Scream II (Director: Wes Craven)
  292. Search (Director: unspecified)
  293. Sexual Impulse (Director: Gary Schmad)
  294. Sexual Roulette (Director: Gary Graver)
  295. Shades Of Gray (Director: Jag Mundhra)
  296. Shadow Conspiracy (Director: George P. Cosmatos)
  297. Shadow Dancer (Directors: Stanley Lee + Stanley Yung)
  298. She’s So Lovely (Director: Nick Cassavetes)
  299. Shopping For Fangs (Director: Quentin Lee + Justin Lin)
  300. Six Ways To Sunday (Director: Adam Bernstein)
  301. Slaves To The Underground (Director: Kristine Peterson)
  302. Sleeping Together (Director: Hugh Bush)
  303. Sleepy Heads (Director: Yoshifumi Hosoya)
  304. Smilla’s Sense Of Snow (Director: Bille August)
  305. Snow White: A Tale Of Terror (Director: Michael Cohn)
  306. Sorceress II: The Temptress (Director: Richard Styles)
  307. Soul Food (Director: George Tillman, Jr.)
  308. Spacejacked (Director: Jeremiah Cullinane)
  309. Sparkler (Director: Darren Stein)
  310. Spawn (Director: Mark A.Z. Dippé)
  311. Spirit Lost (Director: Neema Barnette)
  312. Sprung (Director: Rusty Cundieff)
  313. Squeeze (Director: Robert Patton-Spruill)
  314. Stag (Director: Gavin Wilding)
  315. Star Maps (Director: Miguel Arteta)
  316. Starship Troopers (Director: Paul Verhoeven)
  317. Steel Sharks (Director: Rodney McDonald)
  318. Stir (Director: Rodion Nahapetov)
  319. Stranger In The House (Director: Rodney Gibbons)
  320. Strategic Command (Director: Rick Jacobson)
  321. Strays (Director: Vin Diesel)
  322. Stricken (Director: Paul Chilsen)
  323. Striking Resemblance (Director: Kelley Cauthen)
  324. Strip Search (Director: Rod Hewitt)
  325. Stripteaser II (Director: Karl Ernest)
  326. Suicide Kings (Director: Peter O’Fallon)
  327. Suspicious Minds (Director: Alain Zaloum)
  328. Sweethearts (Director: Ale-ks Horvat)
  329. Switchback (Director: Jeb Stuart)
  330. T.N.T. (Director: Robert Radler)
  331. Teach Me Tonight (Director: Rick Blaine)
  332. Thank God He Met Lizzie (Director: Cherie Nowlan)
  333. The Alarmist (Director: Evan Dunsky)
  334. The Apocalypse (Director: Hubert de la Bouillerie)
  335. The Assignment (Director: Christian Duguay)
  336. The Bad Pack (Director: Brent Huff)
  337. The Blackout (Director: Abel Ferrara)
  338. The Blood Oranges (Director: Philip Haas)
  339. The Boxer (Director: Jim Sheridan)
  340. The Break (Director: Robert Dornhelm)
  341. The Butcher Boy (Director: Neil Jordan)
  342. The Castle (Director: Rob Sitch)
  343. The Corporate Ladder (Director: Nick Vallelonga)
  344. The Curse Of Inferno (Director: John Warren)
  345. The Designated Mourner (Director: David Hare)
  346. The Devils’ Advocate (Director: Taylor Hackford)
  347. The Devil’s Own (Director: Alan J. Pakula)
  348. The Edge (Director: Lee Tamahori)
  349. The Eighteenth Angel (Director: William Bindley)
  350. The End Of Violence (Director: Wim Wenders)
  351. The Exotic House Of Wax (Director: Cybil Richards)
  352. The Full Monty (Director: Peter Cattaneo)
  353. The Gambler (Director: Károly Makk)
  354. The Game (Director: David Fincher)
  355. The Girl Gets Moe (Director: James Bruce)
  356. The Hanging Garden (Director: Thom Fitzgerald)
  357. The Harmonists (Director: Joseph Vilsmaier)
  358. The Haunted Sea (Directors: Dan Golden + Daniel Patrick)
  359. The House Of Yes (Director: Mark Waters)
  360. The Hyena (Director: Joe D’Amato)
  361. The Ice Storm (Director: Ang Lee)
  362. The Informant (Director: Jim McBride)
  363. The Invader (Director: Mark Rosman)
  364. The Jackal (Director: Michael Caton-Jones)
  365. The James Gang (Director: Mike Barker)
  366. The Killing Jar (Director: Evan Crooke)
  367. The Last Embrace (Director: Stuart Canterbury)
  368. The Last Road (Director: Clark Brandon)
  369. The Last Time I Committed Suicide (Director: Stephen Kay)
  370. The Lay Of The Land (Director: Larry Arrick)
  371. The Locusts (Director: John Patrick Kelley)
  372. The Lovemaster (Director: Michael Goldberg)
  373. The Maker (Director: Tim Hunter)
  374. The Man Next Door (Director Rod C. Spence)
  375. The Manson Family (Director: Jim Van Bebber)
  376. The MatchMaker (Director: Mark Joffé)
  377. The Myth Of Fingerprints (Director: Bart Freundlich)
  378. The Night Flier (Director: Mark Pavia)
  379. The Night That Never Happened (Director: James Wvinner)
  380. The Nurse (Director: Robert Malenfant)
  381. The Only Thrill (Director: Peter Masterson)
  382. The Others (Director: Travis Fine)
  383. The Peacemaker (Director: Frédéric Forestier)
  384. The Peacemaker (Director: Mimi Leder)
  385. The Planet Of Junior Brown (Director: Clement Virgo)
  386. The Postman (Director: Kevin Costner)
  387. The Price Of Desire (Director: Paul Thomas)
  388. The Protector (Director: Jack Gill)
  389. The Quiet Village (Director: Kari Väänänen)
  390. The Rage (Director: Sidney J. Furie)
  391. The Real Blonde (Director: Tom DiCillo)
  392. The Relic (Director: Peter Hyams)
  393. The Sasquatch Hunters (Director: Marc Messenger)
  394. The Sea Wolf (Director: Gary T. MacDonald)
  395. The Serpent’s Kiss (Director: Philippe Rousselot)
  396. The Shooter (Director: Fred Olen Ray)
  397. The Skull Of Pain (Director: Macdonald Carpenter)
  398. The South End (Director: Riccardo DiLoreto)
  399. The Sweet Hereafter (Director: Atom Egoyan)
  400. The Thief (Director: Pavel Chukhray)
  401. The Truce (Director: Francesco Rossi)
  402. The Ugly (Director: Scott Reynolds)
  403. The Underground (Director: Cole S. McKay)
  404. The Undertaker’s Wedding (Director: John Bradshaw)
  405. The Voyeur (Director: Deborah Shames)
  406. The Wings Of The Dove (Director: Iain Softley)
  407. The Winter Guest (Director: Alan Rickman)
  408. This Is The Sea (Director: Mary McGuckian)
  409. This World, Then The Fireworks (Director: Michael Oblowitz)
  410. Time Under Fire (Directors: Scott P. Levy + Tripp Reed)
  411. Tinseltown (Director: Tony Spiridakis)
  412. Top Of The World (Director: Sidney J. Furie)
  413. Total Reality (Director: Phillip J. Roth)
  414. Touch (Director: Paul Schrader)
  415. Trading Favors (Director: Sondra Locke)
  416. Traveller (Director: Jack N. Green)
  417. Truth Or Consequences, N.M. (Director: Kiefer Sutherland)
  418. Turbulence (Director: Robert Butler)
  419. TwentyFourSeven (Director: Shane Meadows)
  420. Two Girls + A Guy (Director: James Toback)
  421. U Turn (Director: Oliver Stone)
  422. Ulee’s Gold (Director: Victor Nunez)
  423. Under Oath (Director: Dave Payne)
  424. Under The Bridge (Director: Charles Weinstein)
  425. Upstate (Director: Steven O’Connor)
  426. Vice Girls (Director: Richard Gabai)
  427. Vicious Circle (Director: Scott Farrell)
  428. Vicious Circles (Director: Sandy Whitelaw)
  429. Wag The Dog (Director: Barry Levinson)
  430. Welcome To Sarajevo (Director: Michael Winterbottom)
  431. Welcome To Woop Woop (Director: Stephan Elliott)
  432. Wilde (Director: Brian Gilbert)
  433. Wishful Thinking (Director: Adam Park)
  434. Wishmaster (Director: Robert Kurtzman)
  435. Wounded (Director: Richard Martin)
  436. Zigzag (Director: Allen Nause)
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2017.03.15 22:30 semiloki Voyeur house betty rick

One of the big reasons criminals get caught is because they assume they never will. If people get away with something, even for a short time, the tendency is to believe he or she will continue to do so. We may doubt our appearances. We may doubt our physical abilities. We may doubt our resolve. But one thing we never seem to get around to doing is doubting that we are just that much more clever than everyone else out there. We believe that having pulled the wool over someone's eyes that it will never drop away again.
I only mention this because although I haven't actually committed any crimes (not serious ones anyway), I had to live most of my life as if I were one. My entire existence was criminal. Not because of what I had done but for who I am. I could never afford to get too comfortable or too relaxed. I've been careful. So very, very careful. So careful, in fact, I should never have to prepare to take flight. I should be able to hide the secret forever.
I prepared anyway. I assumed that, despite my best efforts, something would happen. Some freak accident, a perfect storm of coincidences, and the house of cards I had been hiding behind would tip over. Or something like that. I think I may be mixing metaphors.
Anyway, even though I was sure I would never need them so long as I was careful, I have maintained a small number of boltholes over the years. Little shelters I can flee to if I suddenly have to take flight for unexpected reasons. Having an idiot out me because he can't remember which name goes with which face hadn't even been on the radar. But, luckily, in preparing for anything, even this possibility was accounted for in a very tidy manne
"Got any magazines?" a whiny voice said from below me, "I'm bored."
Okay, so when I say that I had "prepared for anything" I guess, technically, the one thing I had not accounted for was that I might have a half-wit roommate along for the ride.
"No, Ward," I said, "Just go to sleep."
"I could transform and hit the library real quick," he suggested.
"No," I said, "Stay powered down. We stayed too long in our other bodies."
He grumbled and rolled over in his sleeping bag. As he adjusted his position, his outstretched foot accidentally knocked over a pyramid of canned pastas. The clattering sound, I was certain, could be heard all across the District and would have the PDRS swooping down upon us in seconds. I shot Ward a glare and he had the decency to look halfway sheepish.
"Sorry," he said, "I'll pick them up."
"Don't bother," I said, "The last thing we need is for you to keep kicking them over in your sleep. Just push them out of the way and go to sleep."
I heard a rattle and thunk of cans being shoved around and then silence. Sighing in annoyance, I turned the TAKE back on and resumed reading. NAME: FELLACITY
REAL NAME: Unknown.
Age: Unknown
Status: Active
Powers:
Dominance: 3rd class
Unclassified:2nd class
Description: States she is able to enslave minds by performing oral sex. So far this remains unconfirmed.
Weaknesses:
Her personality
I skipped to another entry. I felt almost like a voyeur as I did so. Like I was reading someone else's diary. I felt both ashamed and intrigued. I wasn't sure whether to continue reading or dash the damned thing against the wall.
Feeling a bit nostalgic, I did a search in the Rs.
Name: Rerun
Real Name: Dominic DeMarco
Age: 32
Status: Deceased. Powers:
Temporal: 2nd class Causality Avoidance: 1st class
Description: Able to sustain a 5 second time loop.
Weakness:
Normal human frailties. Maximum effective range is five seconds.
Rerun was one of the early Polys and he had, in my opinion at least, one of the most singularly unique gifts of all Polys. He could rewind time. At least, he could rewind five seconds or so. This power, though small, allowed him to perform seemingly impossible feats. He dodged bullets, fought like he had the choreographer on his side, and perform death defying escapes. They secret to his success, it seemed, was that he was able to reverse time as many times as he liked. But only within a five second range. He could bounce back and forth as often as he liked until he got the situation right. If someone punched him, he could rewind and try stepping to one side. If that didn't work he could rewind and try stepping the other way. Rerun once claimed he was stuck in one particular bounce for six months just trying to figure a way out.
Six months of the same five seconds played over and over again. Maybe that's what eventually drove him over the edge.
According to official reports, Rerun attempted to carve out his own private empire on the Iberian Peninsula. Specifically, an area of Spain historically identified as Galicia. Even though DeMarco himself was supposedly Italian by birth, his maternal grandmother hailed from this region. Some think that DeMarco/Rerun felt some sort of connection to the area due to his grandmother's stories of this land from her youth. Or, possibly, it was just part of his madness.
Using his five second time manipulation abilities, Rerun rained terror upon the region over a nine month span. He chased away all the city leaders, the business owners, and even the criminals. Why the police, the government, or even another Poly didn't stop him is lost to history. Maybe people were just curious to see what he would do once he claimed the territory. As to what he did, he built what later came to be known as the Clockwork Kingdom and crowned himself Clock King.
The Clockwork Kingdom, for the most part, was exactly the same as before. In fact, many people did not realize they were part of the Clockwork Kingdom until after DeMarco's. People went to work, paid their taxes, and lived their lives. Other than the brief impact of having Rerun disrupt their local economy before moving on to the next town, most people could tell no difference between this attack and any of the other random Polyhuman encounters that were so common during that time period. People just thought he was a random hero or villain passing through. That is, of course, unless they had the misfortune to live in the Horodomum, the capital city of the Clockwork Kingdom.
Oddly enough, Rerun did not choose to rule his kingdom from Galicia's capital or even its largest city. He, instead, took over a city near the coast called Portosin. Over the next few months he tried to reshape the entire area into something that was, for lack of a better word, mechanically precise.
Things worked like clockwork within Horodomum and that wasn't just a metaphor. Everything had to be precise. Lawns were trimmed to within a millimeter tolerance, trees were sculpted, and even everyone's clothing had to be exactly precise. Visible fraying or uneven hems were grounds for imprisonment. But it wasn't just a cosmetic perfection Rerun was going for. He wanted everything to function like a machine. Laws were changed so that all vehicles had to be a uniform size and shape. People could only drive at one speed. The lights were precisely timed to optimize traffic flow. Areas were bulldozed to make the entire region smooth, precise, and regular. Or, at least, such was the plan.
Rerun's plan for a clockwork paradise never came entirely to fruition. The scope of his madness would take years or perhaps decades to fully achieve. Yet his rule was only a brief three months. Three months where visitors swore that in the city of Horodomum the pedestrians walked in lockstep and identical looking cars flowed in and out of intersections like meshing teeth from interlocking gears.
His downfall came at the hand of the Spanish government. Their plan was as simple as it was effective. They parked a bunch of soldiers just outside of Rerun's palace and saturated it with a hailstorm of bullets and explosive rounds. They figured that as he was limited to only a five second window that all they had to do was keep him in pinned down for longer than five seconds. If his five second window gave him nowhere to run, dodge, or escape then he would have to succumb.
After fifteen minutes of continuous shelling they found Rerun's body in the kitchen. According to rumors the larder, which the surviving kitchen staff swore had just been stocked the night before, was empty. An emaciated man matching Rerun's description was found on the floor riddled with bullet holes. Except, the body found looked much older than it was supposed to be.
Some speculate that Rerun existed in that time bubble for years. Trying desperately to figure a way out as a wall of bullets streamed towards him. In the end no one can say what really killed him. Exhaustion? Malnutrition? Or, maybe, he just grew tired of staring at death for so long and not embracing it.
I skimmed over the report of Rerun and, to my disappointment, I found the rumors had been greatly exaggerated. Food had indeed been eaten, but even on a starvation regimine there was not enough present within his immediate reach to keep a man alive for years at a time. They guess he was, at most, trapped in his bubble for 36 hours.
Frowning, I finally forced myself to set the TAKE to one side and glanced around the kingdom I had secured for myself. It was, naturally, far less impressive than the Clockwork Kingdom.
Like most of my hidey holes, this one was a byproduct of poor urban planning. Cities are like living creatures. They consume and grow or they starve and die out. The District was on the living and growing side of the equation and, as such, vestigial organs left over during its evolution could still be found. Tapping into the life's blood of the city but contributing nothing save as a cast off reminder of a point in its distant path.
There are all sorts of little hidden places in a city anyway. Areas for drainage or for maintenance access. Some serve no other purpose than it gave construction workers easy access to some critical part of a structure while it was still being assembled. Over time as the city grows and moves, some of these places get cut off. They still exist, but now serve no function.
The place we occupied at that moment was part of a former drainage system meant to carry away rain and other runoff to the river. We were wedged into a narrow gap between the drainage piped below and the busy streets above. The gap was only about ten feet wide and four feet tall at its highest point. But it was safe from prying eyes. Even better, there was an electrical junction for a nearby business that someone who had found this space before me had thoughtfully tapped into. The crudely wired outlet did not provide much power, but it was enough to run a hot plate. I had been stashing canned food and water jugs in here for years. Carefully rotating the inventory to avoid spoilage. I had even hung up a hammock in case I had to sleep there for any length of time. As the entire area wasn't heated, I had also thought to include a sleeping bag just in case I had to hide out during the winter time. Ward had stolen my sleeping bag for the night.
The purpose of the gap we were occupying was unclear. It didn't seem to connect to any outside air vents so I assumed it had nothing to do with ventilation. Maybe it was for maintenance. Maybe it was just some sort of mistake on the blueprints no one bothered corrected. Whatever the case, no one save for me had been there in a very long time. We should be safe if not entirely comfortable.
By turning off the TAKE I had also plunged both of us into complete darkness. If I had been in my Superbody I would have felt my powers surge. But, as a regular human, it just made me feel very alone.
I had taken precautions. I had planned to run if needed. Now that I actually had to run, it still felt like I was underprepared.
Ward started snoring. In the confined space his voice echoed.
Wonderful. As if I didn't have enough problems.
For a moment, just a fleeting moment, I was tempted to switch bodies and phase through the wall. Maybe seek out one of my other hidey holes. I had a really nice one on the far side of town. Unlike this one which was an urban planning mistake, that one was due to shifting floor plans as a building was remodeled. A 100 plus year old gothic style house had fallen the way of many elderly buildings and had been carved up into a series of cheap apartments. Getting into my hiding place there was tricky. I had to climb to the roof of the building next to it, leap over onto the roof of the apartment complex, and work my way over to a window that appeared to the outside world to be purely decorative. It wasn't. There was an isolated room that had been accidentally walled off during remodeling.
The room wasn't large. I had enough room to stretch out. But it had a window and it shared two walls with two different apartments. I drilled through the wall and patched into the wiring of both of them so I had two functional outlets in my room. In the wintertime, the heat from both apartments kept my little room from getting too cold and in the summer I could use a fan. Heck, one of the apartments was running an unsecure wi-fi so I even had Internet in there. I mentally thought of it as my Waldorf hiding place.
If I phased through the rock, I could drift across town and return to human in the Waldorf. I would be back in the morning before Ward missed me. Or, even better, I could just phase into the rock and find a nice dark place to sleep in my Superbody and-
That thought is what jolted me back into reality. I was very careful with the amount of time I spent as Wraith. The long conversation we had at the mayor's house as well as the panicked flight when we heard booted feet running our way (apparently the mayor's private security didn't pay that much attention to PDRS alerts. But once they did we had to cut and run even though I had more questions to ask.
I always - and I do mean always - make sure I spend more time as a human than as a super. As such, my control over my superbody was pretty tight and I rarely felt temptations to switch over just for the hell of it.
I only switch over when the pressure gets too much for me. It's almost like my other body calls out to me. I want to use it. I want to be Wraith more than I want to be Desmond. But, pushing that impulse away is easy. Up until it isn't. It's like once I switched over I became aware of a pressure release valve inside of me that I hadn't known existed. Too much pressure builds up and I go crazy. But, if I spend a few hours as Wraith, I vent the pressure off safely and no one knows how close I came to walking into the office with pudding in my hair and C4 strapped to my chest. Or, at least, that's what it feels like will happen.
Never before has the desire to switch over just randomly intruded in casual thoughts. I'm typically very good at compartmentalizing that thing. Keeping aware that the tug was just an addiction. One I had to control and manage. This was different. It both frightened and sickened me. It was like an alcoholic who suddenly found himself thinking that it would be a lot easier to check the mail if he was drunk.
I had a problem.
I closed my eyes and tried to think of something other than the sensation of phasing through matter. Of running across roof tops and altering my weight so that I could leap impossible distances. Of pulling power from the shadows and the intoxicating surge I felt inside.
I tried to think about puppies and ponies instead. Cute little puppies with their easily severed heads that I could bounce off the flanks of ponies to goad them into running faster.
My eyes snapped open again. I definitely had a problem.
Sleep, I thought. Sleep would help. The mind heals itself during sleep. I think I read that somewhere. I'd let sleep take me and my brain would undo the damage caused by being forced to pilot a diseased mind.
Except, sleep wouldn't come. I laid there in the dark. Staring at nothing. But I couldn't sleep. Instead I kept thinking of all the things I had lost.
My apartment . . . which, to be perfectly honest, wasn't that big of a loss.
Okay. My job.
Right, two for two being on the run wasn't so bad. What about my friends and family?
Yeah, about that. Most of my friends were the type who called me up only after they had gotten into a fight with their girlfriends and were looking for a place to crash. Again. Other than a rest stop on a couch surfing tour of deadbeats, most of my so-called friends couldn't tell you much about me other than my name and that my couch smells like sweat and pizza.
As for my family, well, my father is still alive. But he's a workaholic and rarely had time to pay attention to me when I was growing up. My mother, well, she's been out of the picture for awhile now. Yeah, I know. It normally goes the other way around. What can I say? My father is a decent enough guy who has rotten taste in women. I've had two stepmothers since my mother walked out on us. His latest, Betty, is okay. When she is sober. Which doesn't happen that often. But that's my dad's choice and I've been giving them space. It's been 11 months now and neither one of them have noticed I haven't called or dropped in for awhile. No need to hurry there.
Really, these days the only family I really seem to have is Sabrina. She's my stepsister compliments of my father's brief but extremely volatile second marriage. She's nine years older than me and, sadly, acted more like a mother than anyone else in my life. She was a teenager when her mother and my father married and she quickly picked up on the fact neither one was doing their part to insure the long term survival of the kid my dad brought along with him. So, she walked me to school. Made sure I had a lunch packed. Forged her mother's signature on permission slips. Helped me with my homework. Really, it wasn't much but it was so far above what I could expect from a big sister - let alone a step sister - that I was actually bawling my eyes out when she finally left for college. I thought I'd starve to death. But, sis taught me well and dropped in on weekends to make sure I was still living indoors. Even after our parents divorced she never gave up on me.
I would have to deal with Sabrina. Unfortunately, I'd never actually gotten around to telling her I was a Poly. This could be a problem. Compared to her mother she's sane but that's a pretty low benchmark. The apple did not fall that far from the tree, sadly. Still, I owed it to her. I had to see her before I did a runner.
Somehow, in my maelstrom of doubts and confusion, I managed to fall asleep despite myself.
The next morning Ward and I were on a bus heading towards the old Arlington area. We were still in our normal human forms. Risky, yes, but still easier to blend in. So far our faces hadn't been plastered everywhere so there was a hope we might make it across town on public transport without being spotted.
I doubted the odds were in our favor - particularly in regards to how my luck had been running - but there was hope. Sort of.
Ward sat beside me on the bus and tried his best not to ask too many questions. I had told him there was someplace we needed to go and that was it. I could see my vague response troubled him but, so far, he'd been content to follow my lead and wasn't about to change that now.
People got on the bus and back off again. They tended to give us a wide berth. Not because we were know fugitives. This was just the normal ostracization of the city's homeless population. Spending the night in a tunnel and going without showering had done a sort of magic on us that no amount of movie special effects could hope to mimic. The good news was that being labeled as homeless gave us a sort of invisibility that we hadn't had before. We were no longer traveling as people but, rather, objects in the city backdrop. Unwanted and unnoticed like scraps of litter or other city detritus.
When we finally reached our stop I stood up and shuffled my way to the door. This wasn't an act. I was bone weary. Sleeping in the hammock in a tunnel had not been comfortable. Also, although we had both dined on canned spaghetti before setting out, that had only dampened the gnawing hunger inside of me.
People looked away as we shuffled past and moments later we were back on the sidewalk. I didn't even have to orient myself as my feet fell into the familiar groove that would lead me to Sabrina's front doorstep. I was on automatic pilot. My legs following a map I no longer needed to see while my heart thundered in my chest.
What if I was too late? How did I know the PDRS didn't snatch up Sabrina already? Could she even now be sitting in a damp cell waiting for her brother's arrival?
Instead, as we rounded the corner, I saw the familiar sight of Sabrina's sun hat dipping and bobbing as she worked her way along her flower garden. My heart slowed and, finally, it occurred to me that arriving in my present state would do nothing to calm any lingering fears Sabrina might have for me. I stopped in my tracks and, for just a moment, I thought of turning and running away again. Leaving her in the dark about what had happened to me might be more comforting than the reality. But, before I knew it, the moment was taken from me. Somehow, it was as if she sensed us. She looked up and those gray blue eyes locked with my own. A frown of puzzlement as she took in my features. Then recognition dawned upon her. An eruption of delight spread out from her lips and across her face. The worry lines, the furrowed brow of concentration, the haggard eyes. All were wiped clean as this wave of pure emotion drove everything away.
In that moment my step sister, more of a mother to me than my own flesh and blood, was the most beautiful woman in the world. Then she was a blur of movement as she leaped to her feet and then vaulted the flowerbed all seemingly in one swift movement. She was across the street and in my arms in a second. My chest ached as she squeezed. My face burned as her lips brushed over my cheeks in a frenzy.
"Desmond!" she half squeaked, "I've been so worried about you!"
She pulled herself away from me and shot me a mock scolding look.
"What have you gotten yourself into this time, young man?" she asked. She blinked and seemed to see Ward for the first time.
"Hello," she said coolly, "I'm Sabrina. Are you one of Desmond's friends?"
Ward glanced around nervously and seemed to consider how best to reply.
"Yes?" he hazarded.
He staggered as it was his turn to find himself in Sabrina's hyperkinetic embrace.
"Thank you for helping him!" she said.
"Well," he stammered.
"Hey!" I protested, "It's the other way around! I rescued him!"
She ignored me.
"He's always been like this," she said as she let Ward go, "He thinks he's so clever but, really, he can barely remember to tie his own shoes unsupervised."
"All right," I growled, "Now that we've outlined my faults can we maybe go inside?"
She looked back at me and frowned.
"Don't interrupt, Desmond," she said, scolding for real this time, "Grown ups are talking."
She looked back at Ward and beamed.
"Would you like to come in for a lemonade or something?"
"I'd be delighted," he agreed.
Damn it. Sabrina was in one of her moods. She hooked her arm around Ward's elbow and towed him gently in the direction of the house. Glumly, I fell into step behind them.
My sister - okay, stepsister, is not exactly normal. She does a good job of hiding it from the rest of the world. Many people might know her for months without suspecting there is something more than the facade she presents to the world. But, given enough time, the cracks appear. They always do.
In a way, her problem is almost the opposite of mine. I have two bodies and one mind. If I don't switch the bodies from time to time, the stress gets to me. She's only got the one body. Technically speaking, she's only got the one mind as well. It's just very complex and quirky. You never know from moment to moment which aspect of her amoebic personality you might run across.
Most of the time she presents herself with what can best be described as a southern belle personality. Laid back. Flirty even. All poise and charm. Even though, physically, her appearance would best be described as "slightly above average," this personality has won her a long stream of boyfriends. For a few months the flavor of the month is treated to this personality wrapped up in the body of a willowy brunette. Granted, the acne scars took a lot away from that but she was so charming and charismatic most of her beaus were willing to look past that. Right up until the moment her personality would flip, often responding to no apparent trigger, and they found themselves standing in the room with a screaming basket case of raw nerves and extreme emotions. Paranoid and hysterical, she would present herself as a victim of her boyfriend's domineering abuses. Real or imaginary.
Most broke up with her shortly afterwards.
She dropped out of college seven years ago. She keeps swearing she'll go back. Until that time she's mostly lived off an allowance her mother sends her and government assistance. The irony that she was able to live in a two story rental house in a better neighborhood than my crappy apartment was not lost upon me. Did I resent it? Well, put it this way. I once asked my sister how come she didn't resent finding herself the primary caretaker of a 7 year old stepsibling. When I asked her she tilted her head to the side, pinched my cheek, and smiled.
"Whatever makes you think I didn't?" she asked, "I was sixteen years old. I had just got my learner's permit and here I was trying to take care of you instead of enjoying being a teenager."
"So you did resent me?" I asked her then.
"Very much so," she said and then added, with a dismissive head rock, "But, more than that, I resented the situation. Why should I have to pick up after our parents' messes? Why did I have to be the grownup?"
I remember feeling guilt and shame. My face burned. But still she smiled at me.
"But mostly?" she said, "I loved you."
"But I wasn't your real brother?" I said before I could stop myself.
"Who says?" she said, "Just because I wasn't there the first few years doesn't mean I'm not your sister. And, even if it did, that doesn't say I couldn't love you. That's my choice. Not genetics. You were this adorable little boy that needed someone and no one else would step forward. How could I just ignore that?"
"I love you, too, sis," I said.
She tousled my hair.
"There you go, then," she told me, "I resented you but I loved you. When it comes to a choice between love and resentment, all things being equal, side with love. Even if they aren't equal, side with love. Resentment is just envy wearing a different outfit. We resent those who have more than us because we feel it is taking away from us. But if someone you love has more than you do? Be proud, because you loved well and their fortune is reflected upon you."
She may be a bipolar nutjob, but she wasn't stupid. Quite the opposite, in fact. She could be spooky smart at times.
We entered her house and I could see that Sabrina's spell was already having its effect on Ward. He had a dreamy look in his eyes as if he were already planning their honeymoon. People fall in love with her fast and out of love with her even faster. Except, of course, family. We love her constantly. Except, I'm not always sure about the "we" part. Sometimes I feel like her mother gives her an allowance as a way of keeping Sabrina out of her hair.
I was so absorbed in my musings I almost tripped over the coffee table. I hadn't even noticed we were in the living room. Sabrina made Ward sit down next to her on the couch and patted his arm affectionately. With her free hand, she effortlessly plucked off her big floppy white hat allowing brunette locks of hair to fall free. I sat down in the easy chair across from them.
Sabrina crossed her legs and I noticed she was wearing a tight fitting floral print dress. She exposed a lot of her well muscled leg by crossing them. I glanced at Ward's face. He'd noticed her leg as well. He saw my look and struggled to look embarrassed.
"Uh," Ward stammered, "So are you . . . Denny's . . . girlfriend?"
"Denny?" she asked.
"He means me," I interrupted, "And, no, Ward. This is my sister."
Sabrina's smile broadened as I said that. She always does that when I neglect to mention she was only a step sibling. So, naturally, I rarely mention it to anyone.
"Sister!" Ward said, "I didn't know Denny had a sister."
She looked at me.
"Denny?" she asked.
"He can't remember my name," I explained.
She nodded once and leaned closer to him and gazed deeply into his eyes. His already red face turned crimson and I saw his hands claw at nothing.
"Repeat after me," she order, voice almost sultry, "'Desmond.'"
"Desmond," he complied.
She beamed and nodded once before leaning away and resuming her earlier posture.
"There," she said in her normal voice once more, "He's not going to forget your name again."
Ward blinked.
"Desmond," he repeated.
"See?"
I shrugged.
"He's gay, sis," I said.
Ward snapped out of it.
"I am not!" he protested.
Again, I shrugged.
"Gay tendencies," I amended, "May not bat for the other team but is actively being scouted."
"No!"
"Switch hits?"
"No!"
"Desmond," Sabrina interrupted, "That's neither here nor there. Your friend's sexuality is none of your business."
"Thank you!" Ward said.
"Just do what I do and try not to walk sexy," she added.
"Hey!" Ward protested.
"I try," I said, "But it's not like I can just turn it off."
Sabrina smiled and squeezed Ward's arm before he could lodge another protest. His eyes went wide and his jaws slammed shut. Again, another nod and she now returned her attention to me. Her smile faded as well as her friendly, flirty demeanor. She was suddenly down to business.
It wasn't just her posture that changed. It was her entire presence. Eyes that had been bright and wide one moment were now hooded and calculating. Her jaw was set in such a way that the acne scars on her cheeks took on a more sinister air. Even her hair seemed to shift before my eyes.
"Now," she said in a clipped voice, "Exactly how much shit are you in?"
By reflex, I wanted to deny it. To tell my sister this was just a social call. She'd know I was lying. In fact, judging by her tone, she already knew some of it and was simply waiting for me to confess to all of it. I've been on the wrong side of her wrath before. It's not fun. So, I squealed careering down the hill on a rusted shopping cart.
"Hi sis," I said as I extended my hand, "I'm a Poly."
She smacked my hand away.
"I already knew that," she snapped, "Which one?"
Did she mean that she was wanting to know if I was Runs Real Fast Man or Wraith? Or did she mean she knew before now that I was a Poly? I hedged my bets.
"Wraith," I admitted.
She exhaled and relaxed slightly.
"That was my sixth candidate," she said as she glanced away from me finally and looked at Ward, "And this one?"
"Runs Real Fast Man," I said. But now I was confused. If she was just trying to narrow down two choices why did I have to give the answer to both of them?
"Really?" she said as her face twisted in disgust. Then, without warning, she stood up and scooted away from Ward and sat down in the one remaining chair in the living room. Ward's face fell slightly.
"Sabrina," I said slowly.
She waved me into silence.
"Shut the fuck up," she growled, "I've got to think. You've fucked up good. Now I've got to fix everything. Again!"
Anger flared up inside me.
"Hey!" I shouted, "Don't make it sound like you've been bailing me out my entire life! God damn it! When was the last time I really came to you for help?"
"The last time you fucked up," she replied in a snarl. Her eyes burning a hole through Ward.
"You fucked it up for him," she accused, "Didn't you?"
His face went white as a sheet.
"Wait," I said, "Don't blame Ward he's-"
"Shut the fuck up!" she yelled, "Just shut up! Shut up! Shut up!"
Her face went wild. Teeth bared and eyes intense. Then, all at once, she was all smiles once more.
"We'll think of something, baby brother," she cooed warmly, "I'm glad you came to me."
"The hell!" Ward squeaked.
"Language, young man," Sabrina scolded as she wagged a finger in his direction, "No time for that. You boys may not realize it, but last night was a real shit storm all over the city."
"How so?" I asked before Ward could comment.
"Eight Polys were put on the PDRS kill list," she said, "Including you two. But you, Desmond, I don't think they've figured out who you are. They just listed you as wanted for questioning."
I rolled my eyes. The official term for the kill list was the AOS or "Apprehend on Sight" list. The non-threatening name, however, fooled no one. Most people simply called it the Kill List.
"They don't want to question me," I said, "They want to throw me in a dark hole until I don't scare them anymore."
"Yeah, I know the drill," she said, "I was institutionalized once. Remember?"
"Wait," I said, backtracking the conversation slightly, "If they didn't say I was a Poly, how did you know?"
She cocked her head to one side.
"I've known since you were seven," she said and then, after blinking, "Or, at least, that's when I knew you heard something I didn't when those strange shapes came off the sun. You used to go around the house humming a song I didn't recognize. I asked you what it was and you said 'the sun's song.' When they started talking about Polys and how they heard singing, I put two and two together."
Like I said. Spooky smart.
"Wraith was your sixth guess?" I asked just as Ward said, "You were institutionalized?"
"Yes," she answered. To which question she left ambiguous. I glared at Ward.
"She's exaggerating," I said, "She was hospitalized for a week while under suicide watch."
"She tried to kill herself?" Ward asked.
"No," I said, "She just figured that if she told them she was suicidal she would get out quicker than if she admitted the knife was really for her boyfriend."
"Oh ho ho," Sabrina said cheerfully, "I knew you weren't fooled!"
"Focus!" Ward, of all people snapped, "We need to focus on what is important here!"
"Right!" I agreed.
"Who did you think I was?" I asked.
"Are you planning on barbecuing my spleen?" Ward asked at the same moment.
I looked at him.
"What?" he asked.
Sabrina stood up and stretched.
"No," she said, "The really important question is 'who is calling shotgun?" I vote for me. Des, you can drive."
"Are we going someplace?" I asked.
She tilted her head at me.
"I guess it depends on if we beat the roadblocks," she said, "You have one relative you are still cordial with. Do you think the PDRS weren't watching this house? I counted three snipers this morning before you showed up. I'm sure they've radioed in by now. So, my car is gassed up and the keys are in the kitchen. Who's ready for a drive?"
I didn't even wait for her to finish talking before I was pelting down the hallway and angling towards the garage.
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You're incredibly fast on your feet when it comes to pumping out funny lines on the fly. Were you always able to that since you were young, or is it something you developed over time? Also, I've always wanted to know, did you practice mentally to say "whats that" whenever someone says "chip" or do you just do it naturally? Thanks man. it's just a weird instinct, firing out lines, I don't know exactly how the thought process even works. I wish I did, so I could bore everyone by talking about my 'art'
You often bring up people on the internet and using their real name. You have stated a few times that you think people should use their full first and last name online. Do you really feel this way or do you say this just to rile people up? The internet and screen names isn't something new and I'm sure people shit talking you can get annoying after a while. How do you think we would benefit from everyone using their real name online? How do you feel about the positive aspects of anonymity online i.e. arab spring, Anonymous doing good things etc. If a law was introduced to eliminate online anonymity would you support it or speak out against it? If a law like this was passed wouldn't it annoy you that the government is stepping to babysit us? I detest internet anonymity because people say things they'd NEVER say face to face. we don't live in communist China; no one will beat down your door for an opinion. I don't need a law passed, I just have a vitriolic hatred for Internet cowards.
Have you figured out what to do with your hands while acting? Yes, put one of them around the barrel of a shotgun and the other on the trigger.
1.) What is the biggest change to stand up comedy that you've seen since you started? 2.) What now famous comedian did you witness just starting out? The public has become engagingly hypersensitive in the last 20 years. Comics actually have to apologize for saying shit on stage, it makes me sick. And I can remember paying Kevin Hart $300 to come to Mass. and open for me in a college.
Would you fuck Kate Upton if you knew your mom was in the next room watching through a one way mirror and masturbating? Yes, and I'd also fuck my mom if I knew Kate was in the next room, watching us, and doing the same thing.
Any idea who you may have offended the most? It's a toss up between blacks and whites.
Are we sure it isn't women you've offended most? Yes. women I've harassed and repulsed, not offended.
What is the inspiration behind the comedy powerhouse that is Chip Chipperson (wussat?) Chip is every unfunny, irritating douche I've ever run across. Trying to come up with the worst jokes in a situation is oddly freeing. If I think of something funny, I say it. If I think the joke blows, Chip says it.
Did Mimi Beardsley ever eat your ass? No, but she did jerk me off behind a dumpster after RFK's funeral.
Do/did you really not wear a condom while sampling Brazil's finest ladies of the evening? Yes, I fucked the same girl twice in two days in a whorehouse with no condom. she kept saying 'you special' in broken english. My cock booed me in the cab on the way home.
What is the top reason you have not performed abroad in England or the rest of Europe? Is that your choice? I have no self esteem and don't think I'd be liked over there.
Who do you like more? Opie or Anthony? I like them both for different reasons. To lay close and cuddle, with light kisses, Opie. When I need my ass eaten, and roughly, I call Ant.
What is the most annoying thing that listeners do when they call the O and A show? Talk.
If your (O&A) XM contract is not renewed, will the show continue at Anthony's house or will you guys part ways? If we aren't renewed, I'll stand on ant's fucking lawn with a megaphone and do chip until he lets me in the house.
For someone who doesn't know your work very well, is there any place you'd recommend to begin? Or should I just go straight for the Epix special? My first special was called Monster Rain, watch clips on line, if you like it, then watch Please Be Offended. If not, ignore the new one, you won't like it either.
Jimmy, as one of my favorite comedians, I have one question for you.. If you were fucking a dead squirrel in the ass in front of a group of children.. who would you want to be choking you and why??? Also, thank you for being an honestly disgusting, horrible excuse for a sack of skin!! Terrible question, sir, let's stick to the film, people. And it's a terrible question because i'd take alive squirrel and fuck it to death. If you were a fan you'd know that.
Could you explain that ordeal with Lewis Black and the Voyeur Bus? Long story, but Lew and i spent the night in jail because we were on a bus with naked chicks that crossed too close to Pres Clinton's parade route. 27 hours later, with both of our asses fucked, we left the joint for good.
Could you possibly be one of the Sandusky victims who hasnt come forward? I tried to get him to fuck me for years, he claimed i 'wasn't his type'
Happy Birthday Jimmy. What were the inspirations for Chip, Edgar, Ted, Uncle Paul etc? When was the last time you paid for sex? How much of the stuff on O&A is planned? Which Patrice joke had you laughing the hardest? (Who has a bigger cock? you or muamba?) Did you leave the mis-pronounced shit you said in the special in? Can you insult me? Like really bad? The last time i paid for sex was yesterday. blow job. o and a is the least prepared show in the country, the mics go on and we just yap. and patrice said SO many hilarious things, I cannot remember which one to be honest. he made me laugh for 15 years.
Hi Jim. How much of Ant's racism is real? I think a good 90% of it's funny...but every once in a while I get really annoyed by how genuine it seems. Exaggerated completely. he's much more moderate and sane than people think.
You mentioned last week that you would try to get Carolla on? What's going on there? Are his people being twats because he does Stern? Not at all, I think Adam does his own decision making. I'm doing his podcast this Thursday in LA actually. I think he'd be great on O and A.
What is the hardest you've ever laughed on O&A? It's a few different possibilities. Opie throwing poker chips (whats that?) at a woman, Ant doing the famous Connor Peterson 'bouquet of seaweed' line are the first two that come to mind.
How about Louis asking Donald rumsfeld if he's a lizard? I was goddamn dying. I wasn't in that day, although Louie admitted recently it was to get some publicity for his upcoming special. And it worked. Smart motherfucker.
How did you prepare for the role you played in spiderman? I stood in front of the mirror and screamed, "YOU'RE AN ACTOR YOU PIECE OF SHIT...NOW ACT!" until my throat was raw.
Little Jimmy, how does it feel being a human x slug hybrid? And is that why you don't like salt? It's lonely but I'm used to it. Makes picking up prostitutes seem so much more right.
Which hold or strike from an MMA fighter hurt most when you received it? How about the following day? Jon Jones leg kick, by far. I had a fucking knee brace on for three weeks after that.
Hi Jimmy, greetings from the UK. When was the first time you realised that being a comic was actually a realistic carreer for you to pursue? What did this realisation feel like? Come to England, you'd kill it man. 1980 after watching Richard Pryor. I always figured it would be something I'd never actually do, just dream about like a douche.
Are you really that much of an asshole in real life, or is it an act? Sir, this is a jaded question and if I answer it, I would be a cunt, much like your mother.
Big fan, Jim! What is the highest you've ever scored in bowling? Do you have any up-and-coming comedians that you see being successful? Describe your favorite sandwich. I once scored a 6, but I was cheating. John Mullaney and Amy Schumer are both great and ready to become far more famous than I am. And my favorite sandwich is probably liverwurst, with onion, on rye with spicy mustard.
Jimmy, you are the reason I love the O+A show. I have been listening to the show since 2006. That said, have you ever met anyone funnier than Patrice? He really seemed like the funniest person that I had ever heard. Thanks buddy! And fuck Maxwell. Patrice was the funniest person I've ever known, the only guy I'd put on par is Colin.
Jim, I bought the premium Sirius/XM package so I could listen to Howard Stern a few years ago but found myself turning on O&A more and more often until they became my main show. Do you guys ever get any real numbers from Sirius on how many listeners you have? They must have some way to track that. As Howard works fewer and fewer days, the opportunity for you guys just grows larger. What do you think the chances are that you all re-up when the contract ends? The only numbers I see are on the road in clubs, so i know the show is doing well by the number of people who come see me. in most markets we are doing surprisingly well.
Have you ever clipped your toe nails by chewing them off because you couldn't find a pair of nail clippers? The question is; have I ever not done that.
Is Fez Ok? Seriously, is he alright? He seems great since he came out, i'm very happy for him.
You and Artie still good bros? What's your opinion of Howard Stern since you're now part of the same company? Yes, I love Artie. I'll be doing another gig with him, Attell and DiPaolo in August right outside Chicago. And Howard has been very nice to me every time I've met him, we've spoken, it's been pleasant. I respect him tremendously because of what he's built. You can't be in radio and not respect what he does.
Hey Jim. I saw you a few months back when you came to the Tempe Improv. Obligatory fanboy pic. I sent you an email after the show telling you it was the best comedy show I've ever seen, and I meant it. You were cool enough to email me back too, which I thought was awesome. Just wanted to let you know if you heard that the Improv has since closed down, and subsequently the owner went missing and was eventually found dead. Do you ever plan on coming back to the Valley? We love you here. Once again proving what a black spot on the lung of comedy I am. everywhere I go, fucking disaster follows.
Can you give me an example of a time you were convicted in "Hack Court"? Patrice, me and Keith Robinson, Kevin Hart used to take each other's bits to 'hack court'. Its been so many years, I cannot remember what I was convicted for, but believe me I was convicted. we would accuse each others bits of being hacky and then argue for three hours.
Happy birthday Yimmy! If there's one thing that the "reddit hive mind" hates most it's probably Jay Leno. What's your view on the public animosity towards him and internet sainthood of Conan? I don't mind people loving or hating a comic's humor, either opinion is fair. I love Jay, he's treated me great and I get away with a lot of harsh content on the show. Most of the public animosity is based on people not really understanding what happened, and this fake-edge where they think attacking Leno is hip and smart. I've never met Conan and I honestly have nothing against him. I think his Twitter account is brilliant.
How much of Opie is real? I know alot of his 'for the show' is a gag - it seems he isn't kidding as often as he wants us to think. He's pretty honest on air, although he cares more about what people think than he'd like people to know. he's a much nicer guy than you'd think.
Opie, Anthony and yourself have brought up a few times how much your agent sucks and doesn't do anything. How come you don't dump him and get a agent that does stuff for you guys and the show? For the same reason Dottie Sandusky didn't leave her husband. We're idiots.
When are you going back on Joe Rogan's podcast? This Wed actually. I think I'm taping Leno Wed, then right after that I go to Joe's.
You ever think about putting some bestiality jokes into your act? I actually have a beastiality hunk in my new special. I have to end this now, I honestly loved doing it and would do it again. I have been up since 5:30 and am exhausted. And furious I wasted a fucking cross country trip just to be cancelled of Hannity tonight. I hope some of you watch Please Be Offended on Epix or EpixHD.com this Sat night. I enjoyed bullshitting with you very much.
Can you be honest about your political feelings towards Anthony on the show? He's been better lately but at times he has sounded like a FOX repeater. Have you ever felt the need to hold back? I NEVER feel the need to hold back. I agree with Ant on certain things, totally disagree on others. and I always voice how I feel, he would never want me not to. he's one of my favorite people to debate with.
Your best heckler story? and what did you think about south park's portrayal of carlos mencia. I haven't seen the south park episode, but I've had so many hecklers and i hate them all. I had a table of women BABBLING at a gig once and i smashed them. One of the woman points at her friend and says "she just survived beast cancer!" as if that's reason enough to yap during my fucking show.
When did you decide you were going to be a comedian? Once i realized Mace would be used on me if i became a rapist.
Hey jimmy you've been my favorite comic for years. Your form of self deprecation has influenced my own jokes and helped me become comfortable with myself. That being said, did it start as a tool to deal with issues you were having? Like a defense mechanism? Or more because you're an "easy target" I have always taken what was awful and made fun of it. It's definitely a defense mechanism. If I bring it out in the open and address it, no one can take it and use it against me. My secrets, the things I hate about myself, I love making fun of that stuff the most. Slowly letting it out.
How often do you and the guys hang out outside of the show? All the time, if you consider walking to the elevator 'hanging out'
Will "Please be Offended" be available for purchase for those of us who don't live in the states? Can't wait to see it. I'm sure at some point. For now, EpixHD.com might be an option for you.
You occasionally talk about and have a reputation for having sex with transsexuals. My question is, do you actually enjoy transsexual women especially/differently, or have you only ever been "tricked" into fucking one? I have certainly been tricked, but once i realized it, my dick seemed to adjust quickly, and who was i to be rude?
Whats it like seeing my brothers face everyday? (Danny) Twice as bad as seeing his asshole.
Jim, your bit on the mentally handicapped inspired me to get onstage, because I figured if someone had actually recorded that, I had a shot at something. Onto the question. What's the most you've ever paid for a hooker? The most I've ever paid for a hooker was $1,000, which I only did once, as a treat to myself. it was a woman i was DYING to fuck for years. It was worth it.
This may be a boring fucking question, but I always wondered if it was true. I had a manager at Best Buy named Rachel that swore she was super close to you. Was she telling the truth or was she just a lying twat? Email me her last name and I'll tell you. It may be true, although I typically NEVER fucked women who sell electronics equipment.
Two enter the ring, only one will leave alive. Bea Arthur vs. Betty White. Who wins and is it wrong to have an erection? Not at all. And the referee should be Yaphet Kotto, who fucks the winner and the loser.
Are Vos' hands really that atrocious? Yes, the fact his brain is so much worse actually takes attention off them.
Do you still hate Nic Cage? Ha, no he's grown on me quite a bit actually. i wasn't in studio when he was on o and a but i hear he was great.
Since Jim Norton is being so awesome in answering question, just to make sure his plug gets out there. His new hour special "Please Be Offended" will be airing on Epix on June 30th at 10/9c, everyone please watch. Thank you Sir. I actually had no idea what time it was on until you wrote this.
Rodney Dangerfield: "I don't get no respect." Henny Youngman: "Take my wife, please." Jim Norton: "____________" "How big does that thing get, Miss?"
You, sir, had sex with one of my friends. :) And I have to commend you for that. I've been trying to nail her for years! I don't know if thats true, but if so, apologize to her because i'm sure I came quickly.
No question - I just want to say that I miss Tough Crowd. Greatest show ever and the most courageous comedy on TV. I never understood a word that Collin Quinn said. I loved you on that show and I miss Patrice. Thanks man, I loved that show so much. EVERYTHING i touch dies on the vine. You'll see what I mean two weeks from now when Reddit goes under thanks to me having been here. I'm the kiss of death.
Sir, this is a jaded question and if I answer it, I would be a cunt, much like your mother. That said, I try to be honest on the air and onstage, so I guess its real.
Jim! I sorta kinda remember, maybe on tough crowd, you telling a story getting some type of compliment from ron jeremy while at a brothel. What was that story! I think I tell it in monster rain. ron and I pulled a train on a girl, him fucking her, she blew me. he told me I had a nice piece.
When did you finally know you had arrived as a comic and would be able to make your living off of it. I still don't feel I've arrived, but my living came around the age of 28 I think.
Please come do shows in Western Canada...you have more fans out here than you might think! I am doing gigs in Vancouver, although I'm not sure when. So I should have just skipped this one. But too late.
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