Wednesday, 29 January 2014

27/01/14 High Noon (1952)

Gary Cooper gets monged off his tits on drugs around lunchtime. ...High Noon, get it?

Yes, that was terrible. Doesn't really matter though as you've probably seen this.

If you haven't, a noble sheriff chap gets married and lives in a town full of bottlers who turn all brown-trousers when he needs their help dealing with some rum buggers.

A bit like the time I couldn't bring myself to jump off the high diving board in The Queen Mother Leisure centre when I was a kid.

But nothing actually like that, and in black and white with pistols.


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