Ridley Scott, you will never make
sense to me. Knowing when to quit? Not you. I hope I can see this in a theater, what with the 8000 Lines per Frame F/X restoration. I like my eyes, and I want to like, even more, the way they see.

Ambiguity, however, seems to find itself only in your post-post-post production mentality, and not, sadly, where it belongs.
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I'm going Friday night. That's plenty of time for you to GET OUT HERE.
I'll get a swanky credit-card, nix my part-time job, go to Poltergeist on Thursday and take a red-eye so I can make it to Blade Runner on time. That would be the best weekend ever, if only I could wake up from this dream of being poor.
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