Maybe there was some fairly old guy called Otis who was often seen sitting in a chair holding a walking stick. There was a blonde guy and girl, someone with glasses, a paranoid and the feature character of a somewhat waif girl. They gathered around most of the time talking, experiencing and swapping stories about the things not of this plane of existence and each of them pretty much had their own sort of power or gift. The show ran late night and has nothing to do with the movie except for the title and underlying theme.
Three times missed, and it doesn't look like there will be any chance to see it on the silver screen after all. The chance was there this week, if only I could hear. Rumba still has ringing ears on the playlist in my head.
Thursday, 29 November 2001 - 04:37
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