**Iâ€™m knocking out a little work, hanging out with the lady, and lazily paying attention to Blood Beach. The comfort food for the week? Late night (cable) or afternoon (local Memphis channelsâ€¦.edited) fare from childhood. Blood Beach kicks off my October run of rented, On-Demanded, or theatrically-attended (unlikely) silliness. Even for this era, even for 9th rate gore (!!!!), it comes as a minor surprise that Burt Young and John Saxon were talked into this one. Oh good, the dog died. Did Burt Youngâ€™s character (â€Sgt.Â Roykoâ€)Â get transferred to L.A. from Philly or NY?
â€œWe need a character actor with a thick, Northern, street-corner-rube accent.â€
Royko to a tall, Black cop: â€œYouâ€™re the problem with this world.â€
Royko to room of cops: â€œThis would have never happened in Chicago.â€
Well, heâ€™s right.
â€œWe found it!!! We found it!!! We found the guyâ€™s wiener!!!â€
**Iâ€™m also here to offer an public challenge to Wes Anderson:
Would it be possible to NOT make a Wes Anderson movie? I couldnâ€™t be less excited about The Darjeeling Limited. Everything one needs to know about the film can be absorbed by looking at promo stills or the movieâ€™s poster. Iâ€™d like to note that this image also appears when â€œThe Darjeeling Limitedâ€ is image-searched through Google. All vital elements of The Wes Anderson PackageÂ are in place: Quirkiness, privilege, â€œexoticâ€ locale, sibling complexity, romantic misunderstandings, white. Did Slate beat me to this opinion?