disgrace

there is an innocence and good fun about these movies, though this last movie in the franchise, is the only one to contain adult humour, grabbing private parts, drinking, screwing jokes and profanity... blessings. it's really poignant seeing the disgrace, it makes such a point just a year after the standard of the previous movies, and it's in all honesty so depressing, and so strange it being connected to the other movies considering the raw material (well i'm sure things will get civilized and back to decency again in the 1970's and onwards.) but really, this of course is nothing compared to today when you can't have the tv on in the morning if you've got company. imagine people used to these movies suddenly seeing a whole other sets of values, unless this country has become numb to it. even though this is the newest movie in the franchise defying logic the picture quality is the absolute worst and doesn't even compare to the previous, it's like a bad copy of a 1930's flick... and this was shot close to 1970... i almost hesitated to keep watching, and the sound and editing... the contrast between this and the movie made just a year earlier is surreal. also the product placements and lack of dialogue... i think not a single original actor is in this either, and it's not just the actors and even the roles missing, where is the house etc...? it's like... they just ride around in a boat for 1.10 min...



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desperate to get back your groove,
your power soul rocked deep roots,
you were suppose to stay gone,
so memory of your heat could cool off,
straying brought me home,
like boy you got a hold of,
embrace and wet kiss,
cemented and locked me in,
on chest tore and scratched,
like you were trying to get heart back,
after ages you travelled back my home,
had me realise ive been livin in gloomy honky tonk,
as you made brief stop and turned spirit back on.