Here’s the deal:  if there is a god, or supreme being or higher power as our friends in AA say, he enjoys a personal hatred for me. Why? I do not know, nor can I imagine.

As a relative newcomer to the human dynamo that is writer-producer-director-editor-cinematographer-actor Leanne Johnson, I need to know what goes into her pre-workout shaker bottle.

If you think about it, or being a Tarantino fan you don’t think at all, an actor is very much like a grifter, a con artist.  The profession is to make you believe something that is not true.  

King of Kings. In his long and otherwise undistinguished movie career, Elvis Presley just about did it all — surfing, kissing, dancing, singing, swimming, winking, and occasionally, racing cars.

Let’s unbury the lead before diving into the review itself: During the summer of 1976, in the Central Californian agricultural town of Chowchilla, twenty-six children and their adult bus driver were kidnapped by three armed men.