They ride together. They die together. They bore together.

Celebrating cinema from the grindhouse to the arthouse…and all that lies between!
They ride together. They die together. They bore together.
In which we examine the intricacies of this gonzo slice of Bayhem. Or just look on in baffled amazement. Mostly the latter.
The Cineater is hungry and there’s nothing the Bad Boys can do about it…
Hey, do you remember that time Riggs and Murtaugh caused a ruckus in New York City? Whaddaya mean you don’t?