The embarrassing movie Paul Newman wiped from his memory: “Fortunately, I can’t remember the name of it”
An understandable reaction.
An understandable reaction.
No thanks to the no-pants dance.
“Again and again and again.”
The one person he hated the most.
He managed to abstain.
It was always an odd fit.
What’s the point, then?
Sacrifices must often be made in the name of art.