NIGHT OF THE COMET
I knew I was in for something special the moment I saw those pink socks commingling with the exquisite smoothness of that checkered floor.
Anyway, I’m so down with Kelli Maroney in Night of the Comet, it’s not even funny.
We both seem drawn to any film that even remotely summons the visual genius of Stephen Sayadian…great minds and all that.
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