Another addition to the FilmJournal family. Can I keep it current and relevant? Let’s see what happens …
I recently decided I would spend more time watching movies that cheered me up, rather than made me dwell on the human condition or could be considered great art. Hence I plan to watch more trash (particularly of the 60s/70s variety) and anything with a decent quota of bare boobs. That seems like a recipe for happiness. Come join me!
P.S. Modern Jazz Review was a title I played around with when people still did this kind of thing on paper. It was an in-joke. A film fanzine! Who even thought about such a thing?
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