The other night I found myself channel surfing like I sometimes do in the wee small hours.
On this occasion, Sleepless in Seattle happened to be on, so I began watching, happy to revisit what is admittedly an old favorite of mine. I know it’s hard to believe, but I do love me some schmaltzy love stories, particularly those that have a hint of nostalgia to them. However, it wasn’t long before I began to realise something…
A Simple Plan is one of those movies that is destined to be forgotten.
This is nothing out of the ordinary. There are lots of films that disappear from the public consciousness, but few of them are as enjoyable as this one, and even fewer can boast such an exceptional cast or a director as consistent as horror icon Sam Raimi, who makes something of a departure from his usual comic book style with this taut and suspenseful thriller . . .
By the early 1980’s Linda Blair’s career had kind of hit the skids.
A former child model who would shoot to fame in William Friedkin’s horror classic The Exorcist, her sweet-faced innocence had long since faded, replaced instead by wanton drug abuse, high profile arrests, and a brief fling with womanising, crack tooting funkster, Rick James. She even posed for a raunchy spread in pornographic magazine Oui. Her days of wooing the mainstream with her cherub charms were well and truly behind her . . .