On the one hand, I am tired to the point where I want a refund on the entire concept of sleep and trying to write about a movie with a head full of tapioca—both mine and the movie's, really. On the other hand,
spatch just presented me with the Kino Lorber Blu-Ray of the legendarily queer Technicolor noir Desert Fury (1947), which I have wanted to see for pre-pandemic ages, and I am enjoying the local hibiscus.

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