Friday, April 08, 2011

The nights are warm and the roads are straight


A cult classic, they say. Yea, why not, it’s quite good one at that. Beautiful landscapes, engine sounds, automobiles, gas stations & diners, buddies, something like that. Tho’, had they made it happen with the first cut, clocking in three and half hours, I’d probably died of boredom.

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