Prisoner: No Danish Pastry | The Arbuturian
Back in the day when films were rated 'U' (child) to 'X' (over 16), I used to, as regularly as possible, duck out of school sports on a Wednesday afternoon and head to the local movie house. Audiences in the afternoons were pretty thin on the ground, so first by standing on tiptoe to buy the ticket, then to sit on my school satchel to avoid an auditorium challenge from a lady with a torch, I joined the world of adult entertainment. The first double-bill, a cracker, was Crime on the Streets, supporting Riot in Cell Block 11. I emerged goggle-eyed, swimming in the visions of ...