Too groovy for gravy, too precious for pâté
Know what’s a terrible movie? Howard the Duck. We’re not talking run-of-the-mill terrible. We’re talking dogs and torches terrible. Still, it’s a memorable film for me. Why? Hair. Ooooooh, the hair. Never gave Lea Thompson a second look until she costarred with this colossally unfunny giant duck. I dug the hell out of this song … Read more