Movies. Movies. Movies!
Let's take a new peek at a new version of a local flick.
What a thrill.
A film that's more of a bunt than a strikeout.
I've really got to start working out.
Oh, to be a union man.
A movie so meta, it intersects on itself. I think. I think?
Louis Armstrong's only child tells her tale.
Please allow "Crabs!" to indulge itself, won't you?
At least the streaming is comfortable enough.
