![]() But what they didn’t know, what nobody outside the factory knew, was that model car was made with a metal plate under the driver’s seat. Whoever it was, they put the dynamite under the passenger’s side. From our vantage point, we weren’t sure of that until the intended victim of the assassination told us himself. A car has just exploded in what could be called an assassination. The film opens on a crescendo, or should I say an explosion. That city could only be Las Vegas, and if ever there was a place that has been built on broken dreams – it would be this city which stands on the sands, or desert, of the American West known as Nevada. Since this is February, and much of the country is having to deal with the severities of winter – I thought I would take us to a place where night and day have merged together to become a glittering city of neon dreams. Last month’s Looking Back Twenty Years feature was The American President, a film directed by Rob Reiner, who once-upon-a-time was TV’s original Meathead back in the days when Archie Bunker made everyone laugh. I won’t be paying the strictest attention to the exact release dates – for now we will call it films from 1995, and leave it at that. ![]() So, for the rest of this year, you can look forward to a once-a-month review, of a 1995 film. What I will do with this feature is to review a film from 20 years ago, on a monthly basis. ![]() So I inaugurated a feature called Looking Back Twenty Years. Last month, I told myself that this is 2015 and it is time for an addition, or new feature, to my blog. ![]()
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