Ticked off two more films today, the newish Clint Eastwood one (2008), and a 1996 film based on a journal by Carl Panzram, a killer who was hanged in 1930. Both were OK, the Clint one was better, but not too sure about all the racism in it and the message it is trying to put across (even a grumpy old racist can have a heart of gold?). The killer one also had a message that a nasty murderer could have been a nice person if he had been given the chance (or a different backstory).
I actually agree with both points, but just think it was not presented in a believable way.
I have got to get round to putting Nasty Nick's poems up. He is an example of someone who comes across as a nasty racist, but has a soft spot somewhere (it's just hard to find!)
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