Holy shit, every time I'm reminded of this book and film franchise just everything about it just fills me with absolute white-hot hate. I feel like someone superglued They Live sunglasses to my head; every single person involved in writing, filming and promoting of this filth, and their circle of family and friends, gets cultural revolutioned the moment I find a way to resurrect Mao.
:agony-limitless:
the writer of the original novel is a scion of a enormously wealthy banking family in Singapore, his great-grandfather literally founded the first bank in Singapore