Like New Orleans chicken and jambalaya, A Love Song For Bobby Long is deep fried and slow cooked, but not nearly as tasty. This quaint little slice of life drama about three castaways awash in misery and booze feels like Fried Green Tomatoes cooked in unsaturated fat and featuring an overripe performance by John Travolta as the drawling, drunk professor who fashions himself as a modern day Tennessee Williams. Read the rest of this entry »

Jon goes to London to be with Liz and Garfield sneaks with him. Meanwhile a deceased Queen gives everything to her cat Prince XII. Her only heir Lord Dargis becomes jealous and tries to kill Prince Read the rest of this entry »

If you’re a regular reader of my reviews, then you know that I keep a journal of my favorite lines from films. I started this practice back in 1977, and among the entries are two lines from director George Roy Hill’s “Slap Shot.” They both involve star Paul Newman and a four letter “C” word that some might use to describe a male chicken. Read the rest of this entry »