from Negatives in Blue
my
name
my
james
my
philos
opher
my
street
mother
fucker
open
my
palm
for a
dollar
and swap
my
you
the se
cret
life* * *
love living in the city? i.e. the old song by FEAR a soundtrack without the
movie: or the movie of your life is a low-budget exploitation racket badly
dubbed? make that a Hong Kong potboiler of missed connections and false
arrangements. and when the hero is down to the last bullet and the gun
jambs and by her own free will the girl left with the villain: a low comedyof manners but with deep buckets of blood.