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Saturday, November 16, 2002

Shades of the Lady and the Tramp

This trick also works with parsley stems and ramen. You folks with bunnies know what I'm talking about. Also works with African Violets and other flowers.
(Pic via HBS)

I believe I can Drive

(Pic via HBS)

This Site must be Commie Kryptonite

Cato the Youngest mentioned that Harvard has setup a page to test whether one's website is banned in China (132). Here are my results.

You communists should get over your inordinate fear of bunnies.

Rain Delay

Due to inclement weather, I don't have any outside photos to share with you. How about a house tour? Here, I'll show you my downstairs bathroom:

My toilet training is impeccable.

Worth Stealing

I'm stealing this from Moira Breen, who received it from Charles Murtaugh. Help yourself, if you like.

Not that it's wise to generalize, but now it's official: the Japanese (14) are awesome!

Surf's up

Today's cool toy is still in development, but it's not too early to comment.

Remember the Higgins Boats in Saving Private Ryan? Remember how they trundled up to the beach -- like big fat targets?

(Pic via ToW)

You were thinking: there's got to be a better way. For goodness sake, they'd be safer on water-skis. Well the good old Marines have been listening, and now they've got some nifty new water-skiing prototypes they call AAAVs.

(Pic via FAS)

This is the U.S. Marine Corps only acquisition category (ACAT) I acquisition program. The Advanced Amphibious Assault Vehicle (AAAV) represents the signature mission of the USMC. A truly amphibious vehicle that will replace the USMC's aging current system and provide the capability to maneuver, combat loaded with a Marine rifle squad, at 20-25 knots in the water and maneuver cross country with agility and mobility equal or greater than that of the M1 Main Battle Tank (MBT). The AAAV will virtually revolutionize every facet of USMC combat operations. It is one of the most capable all-around weapon systems in the world. The technology to meet these requirements has been demonstrated, and the plan to procure this system represents the most operationally effective solution for meeting USMC requirements. (FAS)

This one's got everything. Fast in the water, even faster on land. I bet it's got a wicked stereo with a big ol' subwoofer in the trunk. Plus room for eighteen Marines and all the wine coolers, beachballs, umbrellas and lawn chairs they can carry.

Crack open a cold one for me, boys. And play that funky music loud! That's the way to storm a beach.

Yesterday's Tomorrows

A traveling museum exhibit featuring past predictions of the future.

This Thanksgiving, may I recommend the blue protein pills?

The Dream is Alive

This isn't current news (September 1942), so you've probably read it on someone else's web log, but I get a kick out of Igor Sikorsky's vision of a future 1955 where everyone flies to work.

Fifty minutes later the helicopter bus hovers over a midtown New York building, descends slowly to alight on a roof space some sixty yards square. You go into the building, take the elevator to the street below, and walk half a block to your office. Not quite an hour has elapsed since you drank your morning coffee in your home. Does this sound like a fantasy imagined by Jules Verne? If so, I can assure you, as a practical aeronautical engineer, that such a trip is neither fantastic nor impractical. Any of us who are alive ten years after this Second World War is won will see and use hundreds of short-run helicopter bus services. We shall see hundreds of thousands of privately owned direct-lift machines carrying Americans about their business and their pleasures.

Poor Igor, who could have forseen we'd leapfrog over the helicopters and commute to work with jetpacks and standing on flying saucers?

Will we ever fly to and from work? James Fallows thinks some of us might. Especially since America (2) is so plane-friendly.

Certainly, in the practicalities of it, America is aviators' paradise in that there are many, many more airports here than there are in Europe, for example. The Europeans have all these annoying small villages where they could have nice airports. It's much easier to fly here—it's a big spread-out country. And the regulations are more skewed in the pilot's favor here than they are other places.

Those small, european villages are so annoying.

No time for real life

Sinistar online and free.

Friday, November 15, 2002

I believe I can fly

The force is strong with this one.

(Pic via HBS)

So you want to speak Rabbit, eh?

Because I went the extra mile and learned your language, I expect you to return the favor. Learn how to speak bunny, and you'll get even more out of the splendid pictures I inflict on you folks (especially the dial-ups: you must still be downloading yesterday's pics).

Bonus: yet more bunny pics.

Wish list

Today’s weapon is a missile we don’t have but should. Back in 1991 when he ran the Pentagon, Cheney recommended we cancel this project (bad call, Dick). Ladies and Gentlemen: may I introduce to you the AGM-136 Tacit Rainbow.

(pic via FAS)
Tacit Rainbow was a project to develop a jet-powered "mini" drone for finding and destroying enemy ground based radars. Designated AGM-136A by the Air Force, the Tacit Rainbow could be carried to target striking distance and air-launched by bombers or fighters, or launched from ground systems. Each vehicle was preprogrammed for a designated target area using the on-board computer and flight control system. Once launched, AGM-136A flew a preprogrammed course to its target area and "loitered" until it detected transmissions from an enemy radar. Once a radar source is detected and identified, the UAV homed in to destroy it. Unlike other anti-radiation missiles, Tacit Rainbow could not be "fooled" if the radar was turned off to avoid being hit. As long as fuel remained, it could wait and reattack that or another radar when operation resumed.

(By 'loitering,' they mean the missile could hang around turning circles for up to forty-five minutes.) What an amazing missile. It’s a Sword of Damocles over the enemy’s head. When they see an angry cloud of these, our enemies must sit tight and can’t misbehave. It's not just a flying robot bomb, it's a babysitter.

If we had this missile, we would own not only the sky, but the airwaves, too. No emitter would be safe. Nobody could broadcast anything without our permission. No radar, no ‘Ahmed and the Morning Zoo,’ no TV and no walkie-talkies. Anyone with a receiver would hear only what we wanted them to hear; no enemy dare transmit.

Think of the fun we could have with this. Not just us, we could loan a few to the UN inspectors (not that we would, but we’re imagining here):

You cannot inspect. You papers are in the not having of permission.

(laconic drawl) The boss says we can.

You speak lies. I call Boss. (reaches for cell phone)

(anxiously) Thanks, we’ll come back later. You make that call y’hear?

So what if they’re expensive. They’re funny. That makes them cheap at any price. A robot bomb that not only kills, it humiliates. A missile that homes in on jammers, making the world safe for our propaganda.

What was Cheney thinking? Just imagine countless Tacit Rainbows tracing lazy doughnuts over the skies of a quiet Iraq. We still have the blueprints for these. C’mon Northrup Grumman it’s time to make the doughnuts!

Free Speech Zones

West Virginia University has recinded its policy of restricting free speech to a paltry few zones:

Under legal pressure from a civil liberties organization, West Virginia University has dropped a policy that restricted student protesters to designated "free speech zones" on campus.

Bravo! Making speech un-free is so European.


So a bunch of furry protesters disrupt a Victoria's Secret fashion show:

Activists for People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals rushed the stage as Gisele Bundchen strutted down the runway in a beaded bra and panties, thigh-high black stockings and red strappy heels. The four female protesters, carrying signs that read "Gisele: Fur Scum," shouted at the supermodel as she calmly completed her runway turn.

I have an alibi: check the timestamps of my posts.


Oh, this one is too cute for words.

(Pic via HBS)

Look your pathetic dogs and cats in the eye and say 'you're cute.' Now look in the mirror. For how much longer can you sustain the lie?

Thursday, November 14, 2002

Human Kindness

(Pic via HBS)

Speechless. I just love you people.


Don't think this bunny has a future.

(Pic via HBS)

We shall give no quarter to the predators.

More Movie Tips

It's Thanksgiving time again, and you want to keep the relatives quiet. A simple trip to Blockbuster can provide hours of silence. All you need to do is identify what the folks want, and rent it. Movies shut people up. (And on a personal note, people like to pet bunnies as they watch movies.)

But what about you? What do you want to watch? Judging the torrent of email I receive, you want:

(1) action,
(2) sci-fi,
(3) supermarket-sweeps,
(4) romance,
(5) killers-for-hire,
(6) home-improvement-follies,
(7) character-development,
(8) mafia,
(9) espionage,
(10) internet trivia,
(11) ninja-fighting and
(12) humor.

Twelve themes in a single movie. Boy, you people are tough.

You folks like The Onion, right? And if the Onion's founder made a movie, you'd watch it, right?

With breathless awe, I present to you Scott Dikkers' Opus: Spaceman.

This post continued on the Bad Movie Shrine.

It’s New, Improved

From Raytheon it’s the latest Firefinder, the AN/TPQ-47!

(Pic via FAS)
The sleek lines of the ’47 conceal a phased-array radar to track incoming artillery shells at new and improved ranges. And through the magic of math, that radar can determine the shells’ point of origin, giving you something swing at. Hours of fun for 10 or more players, ages 18 and up.

I bet that running one of these sets is like playing Missile Command all day long for free. Mmmm… Good old Missile Command, only now the story has a happy ending because the rest of the world’s artillery just became obsolete.

Raytheon is pitching this technology to the wrong market They should shrink this set down to walkman-headphone size and sell it to kids.

That cold, damp spitball on your cheek really feels humiliating, doesn't it? And your classmates, look at them: laughing, jeering and concealing the real spitter. But with Firefinder, you can launch your loogie with radar-verified confidence!

By the way Raytheon, if you take this advice you owe me half.

Frum NRO

Found this gem by David Frum, and thought it deserved wider readership (snicker):

Greenspan’s Report: Alan Greenspan is not a man of enthusiasm. But listen to or read his latest report on the U.S. economy, and it is hard to miss a note of awe. One year ago, the United States absorbed the most horrific attack on its own territory in its history: Pearl Harbor and the San Francisco earthquake all rolled into one. And yet, in the four quarters since the attack, the U.S. economy has posted an average growth rate of 3%.

There’s no comparing the characters of these two men, but on Greenspan’s evidence, Osama bin Laden managed to do less harm to the U.S. economy than President Jimmy Carter.


Still Have That T-Shirt?

Michael Craig explains the burst tech bubble:
My uphill battle, in promoting my new book, The 5 Minute Investor, is against the popular conception that the reasons behind everyone's stock market losses have to do primarily with (a) fraud, and (b) the difficult nature of understanding big companies. The "proof," I am frequently told, is that even the biggest investors -- billionaires, pension funds, money managers, mutual funds -- lost billions overvaluing Cisco and Yahoo, and getting fooled by Lucent and Enron.

By and large, it isn't the deviousness or complexity that fooled "the smart money." No one wants to believe it, but the culprits were ignorance, laziness, and inattentiveness. Individual investors simply do not fathom how careless the insiders and professionals can be, even with billions of dollars, generations of experience, and armies of advisers.

Then he tells the story of a liquor company exec, drunk on his own power, who loses three billion dollars. Did he check the lint trap? That’s where I usually find my lost stuff.

Some Reporter has a big Cheshire Grin

Bill Gates goes to visit his newest factory:

The world's richest man smiled when he saw the giant air-filled condom in India's rising technology hub of Hyderabad, where his company has opened its first software development center outside the United States.

Suprised they let that one through.

Wednesday, November 13, 2002

Believe it or not

Believe it or not, I was that small when I met people. My odds of surviving the next year in the wild were 1/8. You people are the best.
(link again via House bunny society.)

Haute Couture

All the cool kids are wearing it.

(pic via HBS)
A tether is the best protection against dogs and hawks. Did I mention I love people?

Schadenfreude Central

Paintball enthusiasts beware.

(again, link via Drudge)


We bunnies dream -- bet you didn't know that. Sometimes we dream of romping through clover. Mostly we dream of being chased by predators. (Okay not that prosaic.) Never have we dreamed of the nightmare we might confront with having to lick this guy's face:


Where can I do the least damage?

(link via Drudge.)
(pic via Reuters)

Konnichiwa Usagi-san

Tales from the lapine high-life in Japan (14).

I know you come here for fevered warmongery and bunny photography. It's been a bit light on the latter. In an effort to turn said niche into a monopoly, I endorse the above link.

Plus who doesn't love the fleeting thrill of schadenfreude one gets while reading some engrish.

Beefcake and Cheesecake

A little something for everyone: The Rabbits 2003 Calendar is out.

Go ahead and buy it. Somewhere, a baby bunny smiles.

Now I Get It

When people would walk up to me and say “what do you think of Francis Fukuyama’s book entitled The End of History and the Last Man? I always had to reply: “haven’t read it." Then I read it (or at least read a bunch of reviews of it, which was almost as good). At first, I didn’t get it. He kept throwing me with that “End of History," like he was Stephen Hawking or something. And you know how I feel about hawks.

I think I’ve figured it out, and also think Fukuyama was right: everything in the world can be explained by action shows from the ‘80s. Here's how I'd explain his book:

Hannibal is smoking a cigar while he proofreads his clever plan. B.A. is tightening the last nut on the tank he built from a riding mower. Murdock is cracking wise and Face is trading barbs with enemy outside.

You know how the plan’s coming together: B.A. drives the tank through a wall, everybody shoots their AK’s (but nobody gets a scratch), they drive off into the sunset and Colonel Decker promises they’ll rue the day they made a fool out of him.

By the time you actually see the A-Team go into the garage, the end of the episode is in sight. All the questions raised in the show are answered -- even the question of what happens to Murdock's mascot-of-the-week (set free in a tearful farewell). Technically, you don’t even need to watch the rest of the show – save to see whether this episode’s tank has tailfins.

That’s Fukuyama’s point. The world (90) is in the garage. We already know the future: everybody will be American (2). Or a close approximation. The American Way Of Life (AWOL) has bested every alternative, and now it's just a matter of waiting for the rest of the world to go AWOL (just like you-know-who). If we had a remote control for this world, we could fast-forward through the next bloody few decades. Instead, we have to slog it out until the final credits – which, as Fukuyama points out, we can recite by heart.

Stupid is as Stupid does

Tom Nichols on Al Qaeda’s strategy:

Our enemies, apparently, are stupid. By this I don't mean uneducated, or bereft of cleverness, or lacking in determination. Rather, al Qaeda and those who support them have no sense or concept of strategy whatsoever. At a time when America was having trouble building a coalition against them (and against their potential friends in Iraq), they have done the United States a great service by reminding our friends and allies that groups like al Qaeda are indiscriminately ruthless, focused only on rejoicing in the immediate suffering their attacks create, and more interested in widespread violence than in actually furthering their supposed goals. Their recent attacks have been strategic blunders of the first order — just as was September 11.

I think he’s right and his point is the key to our victory. Although by nature we are squeamish about carnage, we are capable of dealing out tremendous destruction – especially after we‘ve been drinking. From Sherman’s march to the sea, to LeMay’s tornados of fire over Dresden, Hamburg and Tokyo, to the lunarscape of Berlin in 1945. Only taste and chivalry hold us back.

Al Qaeda is begging us to take off the gloves. Their strategy seems to be a variation of the old “My big brother can kick your big brother’s butt,” with deities standing in for the bros. Wow. The fastest way to lose is to fight us on our strengths rather than our weaknesses.

A sneaky foe has a much better chance of landing the telling blows. They might take over our universities, brainwash students and raise money for their syndicates (hey…wait a minute). They might pry away our allies and propagate the meme that we are a pariah state.

No, Al Qaeda is its own worst enemy. They implicitly make the case that states should ally themselves with us. They alternately scare or anger us in to being a bit less chivalrous, a bit more willing to let slip another dog. They’ve picked the worst way to take us on – running headfirst into the maw of the biggest and most efficient meat grinder in the world. Oh, well. Too bad, so sad guys.

Tuesday, November 12, 2002

Other Belligerent Bunnies

Glad to see a buck after my own heart.

Again, link via House bunny society

Baby Bunnies

Who doesn't love us?

(Link via the House Bunny Society)

Impressions of the war

Another tape, another Osama impersonation:

In an audiotaped message aired across the Arab world Tuesday, a voice purported to be that of Osama bin Laden praised terrorist strikes in Bali and Moscow and threatened Western nations over any attack on Iraq.

If bin Laden's voice is authenticated, his references to recent events would be the clearest indication the terrorist mastermind of the Sept. 11 attacks survived U.S. airstrikes in Afghanistan last year.

Like that blabbermouth could keep his face off Al-Jazeera.

Okay, whoever you are. Remember we have Rich Little, and we're not afraid to use him!

(Link via Keppler and Associates)

So it's him after all. Y'know this hat tastes just like chicken.

Crowd Pleaser

Again, you’re perusing the collection at Blockbusters, looking for something for everyone.

You want to watch a film with lots of swordfights, Bro wants post-apocalyptic sci-fi, Sis wants a religious epic, Mom wants a tender, flowering relationship story, Dad wants an Elvis picture, and the grandparents want a musical.

How could you possibly satisfy everyone?
You could start by bringing home Six String Samurai.

This post continued on the Bad Movie Shrine.

I Love the Smell of Popcorn in the Morning

Just some more neat-o killing machines the rest of the world (90) would love to have.
The primary components of this 1,000 pound class weapon are the SUU-66/B Tactical Munitions Dispenser (TMD), 10 BLU-108/B submunitions, and 40 "hockey puck" shaped skeet infrared sensing projectiles. The weapon is designed to be employed from US Air Force tactical aircraft from altitudes between 200 feet Above Ground Level (AGL) to 20,000 feet Mean Sea Level (MSL) at speeds between 250 to 650 knots. Each CBU-97/B can cover an area of about 500 feet by 1,200 feet. Test results indicate that CBU-97 submunitions have a propensity to cluster and that impact patterns are unevenly distributed. This is contrary to the uniform distribution assumption employed in the Joint Munitions Effectiveness Manual (JMEM). Because of the clustering effect, it appears that JMEM overestimates damage and more weapons may be required to destroy the target then predicted.

Okay, it’s cool and deadly in a novel way. These descriptions always seem a bit dry and limp. Here’s how that paragraph should read:

When you drop this mid-sized bomb it does the whole Voltron transformo-changing (not once, but twice!). Pretty soon, the bomb is gone, but in its place are forty heat-seeking robotic death machines, patriotically eager to punch through the engine or hot turret of your basic commie (or ____________(fill in blank)) tank and explode with American pride.

The roots of this program trace back to General Horner’s ‘tank-plinking’ campaign late in Desert Storm. With pilots competing to rack up the kills, Horner noticed that the one-bomb-per-tank nature of the plinking risked a competition in which no pilot could score higher than sixteen (the maximum number of bombs carried by the A-10). Sensing there could be no fun in a game where everybody gets the highest possible score, Horner initiated Project EVEN HARDER, resulting in today’s intelligent submunition-dispensing, American-way-of-life-defending bomb. All right-thinking Americans (2) should be glad we have this bomb, and should vote in such a manner that would result in higher stockpiles of this bomb. Let’s hope some tyrant screws up and pisses us off. Now that we’ve breached the one-bomb-per-tank barrier, the mighty USAF is poised to set new high scores and enter new initials into the videogame that is bloody war.

Much better, no? Lastly, the best thing about this bomb is that it makes me hungry. Watch a bunch of tanks get Orvillized:

(Picture courtesy of FAS)


David Horowitz poses the following question:

…the progressive left has opposed every war that America has fought in living memory, and it has found ways to sympathize or actively support every enemy America has faced. What does this unbroken record tell you about the progressive left?

The record tells me that lefties oppose the US waging war on theocratic principles. Their opposition to the death penalty springs from the same spirituality. The progressive movement is a church, with a congregation of atheist commies.

Not convinced? How do you account for their living saints, who can do no wrong? They simply ignore Castro’s enthusiasm for the death penalty, as if it didn’t really bother them. And look how much they dote on the word of Chomsky, as if he weren’t an apologist for the Khmer Rouge. (By the way, it’s a good thing our beloved army was able to thwart Chomsky’s plan for silent genocideI just love it when a plan comes together.) President Clinton might have raped some poor dame, but he’s their guy because he’s got the right position on women’s issues. One must accept these folks on faith, because otherwise, they’re unpalatable.

On faith you must accept progressive tenets:
Violence never solves anything.

Gun control makes you safe.

The USA is racist/sexist/hegemonic.


Corporations are evil.

Communism would work if tried properly.

There is no need to check these theories against the factual record. You must believe them in the absence (or even to the contrary) of the facts of life. Yup, it’s a church all right. Even if they don’t get together and pray once a week, those Mastercard-marxists brim with holy zeal.

Not that they’ll admit it to you. (Actually they should admit it: they’d get an immediate tax-cut.) No, instead you should tell them to their faces. Nothing pisses off a limousine lefty more than being called a religious freak.

Monday, November 11, 2002

Head Hurts

Posting will be slurred and aggressively amorous.

Rule Britannia

Britain (26), some of us think of her as the mother country. A place of hoary old traditions:

Pressure mounted on the royal family today as the aide who allegedly raped another servant was named in an Italian newspaper and across the world on the internet.
(via Drudge)

No details yet on the Rum and the Lash.

All the Cool Kids are Doing it.

you have an ominosity quotient of


you are somewhat more ominous than average.

find out your ominosity quotient

I guess nobody thinks of bunnies as being particularly ominous.

Just Do It.

A site with everything you wanted to know about the Nike sites. Mind you, it omits the Nikes which never made it, like Nike Zeus and Nike X. As long as we’re talking continental air defense, here’s a link to a brief history of SAGE.

I like to think of SAGE as the precursor to the internet. It was slow, and had no web or mp3-leechers but it was nationwide, and it certainly helped develop the hardware that subsequent networks used.

If you come to DC and visit the National Air and Space Museum, you can see a chunk of SAGE in the ‘Computers and Flight’ gallery. I think it’s 16K of ‘core memory,’ and it’s as big as a toaster. Reminds us that we’re standing on the shoulders of giants, and that we should thank our veterans for the internet as well.

What’s on Your Bookshelf?

I think it’s cute how the folks at Military Reading List have grouped their recommendations according to service branch and even rank. Fine books, to be sure, but they are a little heavy on the theory and light on the practicality.

I would expect to find a book like “MOUT and the Art of Butterfly Net Maintenance,” but it’s not on the list. Not on Amazon, either. Anyone feel like writing a book, I'm throwing out free ideas here…


America is worth defending. All of you vets, thank you very much.

Sunday, November 10, 2002


So the rest of the world (90) is mad at us for being all American (2) and such. Oh, we’re really taking it on the inbox.

I know what you’re thinking: how can we let those foreign powers know what we think?

We should boycott them. I’ve been doing a little googling, and found a bunch of websites that are devoted to the various foreign powers. Now I’ve never been comfortable about trusting my superior American technology to foreign powers. And since we’re past the point of the last straw, we should hit them in the pocketbook. American power is better anyway, so there.

Some of us might have to run on batteries for a while, but in wartime we are often asked to make sacrifices. Ask yourself: was it over when the Germans (21) bombed Pearl Harbor? I know we can count on you to do your duty. Good night and God Bless America.

(Please, good night already. I promised myself I wouldn’t cry.)

More Planes

A reader forwards a URL to a website with mpegs of the Confederate Air Force.

If this is the sort of thing you like, then you will like this sort of thing. Me, I love it. Thanks reader.

Watching the B-17 reminded me of a story from WWII, in which at least one crewman from an exploding B-24 fell to earth without a parachute and survived. And through the power of google, I bring you the Free Fall Research Page (Sunday night really is the best time for grisly schadenfreude).


I didn't realize they built stewardesses so tough. And with that, this page has exceeded its daily stewardess quotient.


A page devoted to mystery planes, ooh!

When you scratch these kinds of sites, you’ll discover that the primer coat is ufo-silver (looks a bit like tin foil).

Have at it, and when you return, I have a mystery bridge for sale.


Someone should tell these riotous anti-war protesters that violence never solves anything.

Windows were broken at a McDonald's fast-food restaurant and at a Marriot hotel, as well as a local temporary employment agency.
Helicopters were monitoring the demonstration and water-cannon trucks were on standby as police tried to contain the violence. (via Drudge)

Ah protesting to McDonalds. As if a bunch of us jabbering and rudely pointing at the hallal joint would make Saddam reconsider. Or would it? I’m off to the local Vie de France. Film at 11.

Because Bunnies are Quick

In his web log of today, Glenn Reynolds of writes:

Indeed. I think that we should also consider trying to draw Turkey into the NAFTA orbit as an alternative to Turkish EU membership.
posted at 01:03 PM by Glenn Reynolds

That sounds about right.

But look who was recommending the same thing two days ago over at The Greatest Jeneration:

God bless the Turks. They can fight alongside our mighy USAF and our beloved Army anyday. We should make them a better offer.
Let the Turks pick between EU and NAFTA. Hey, who wants to bet money on this one?
Posted by Anna at November 8, 2002 02:21 PM

Advantage: Anna!

Home for the Holidays

With Thanksgiving coming up, you’re probably thinking: ugh, family… how can I make that time pass more quickly. If you’re like most people, you probably haul home a bunch of movies from Blockbuster and say as little as possible.

But what to watch? Upon what can Mom, Dad, Bro, Sis and the in-laws agree? Westerns? Horror? Sci-fi? Romance? Someone will feel left out. What you need is a film with something for everyone.

What if there were a film with action, mobsters, romance, stolen gold, gadgets, and go-go-dancing ninja-assassins? I think you could call such a film ‘fun for the whole family.’ ‘But surely no single film could contain all those elements,’ you say. Well believe it or not, one film does. It’s an obscure Japanese (14) film entitled ‘Ore ni sawaru to abunaize.’

Of course, you know it as the Black Tight Killers

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