Nick's Review of Dr. Strangelove Or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb
A serious contender for greatest film ever made. That script has all the coffee-on-an-empty-stomach anxiety of something riddled with dog ears, java stains, stogie ash, scribbles, rewrites, and battery acid. I love it so much. Like, so much. I don't think you understand. It's my movie and I want it now.