Dedicated to movie nerdom, nostalgia, and escape. In the late 90s, I worked at Blockbuster Video where they let me take home two free movies a day. I caught up on the classics and reviewed theatrical releases for Denver 'burbs newspapers and magazines. Today, while raising two young, beautiful daughters with my amazing wife, I look forward to anything rated R and not Bluey. Comments and dialogue encouraged!
For me, Back to the Future (1985) is more innate than nostalgic. The audible memory recall is crystal clear: Hello? Hello? Anybody home? Huh? Are you telling me that you built a time machine... out of a DeLorean? Even the car horn and gas station dings that match the beat to "Mr. Sandman" upon Marty... Continue Reading →
Reely Bernie 