"From Hell's heart, I stab at thee!"
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A classic line in a classic movie.  This is undoubtedly classic Trek.
For most fans of the Star Trek series, Star Trek II is the movie which set the standard for all the following films in the series.  Nicholas  Meyer's direction is a welcome change from ST:TMP, which plodded along,  even for die-hard Trek fans.  Ricardo Montalban's portrayal of Khan is what  really steals the show, though.  His single-minded purpose of destroying  Adm. Kirk is both chilling and convincing.  Besides Star Trek 6 (also  directed by Meyer), this is the only Trek movie that feels we've  "Boldly gone where no one has gone before."
The DVD edition is  a flawless transfer.  Its presentation is certainly the best transfer to  date, though the sound fidelity sounds dated at times.  However, even the  sound is the best you've ever heard on this film.  The only thing wanting  in this edition is more supplemental material.  Come on, Paramount, where's  the beef!  Though the theatrical trailer is a nice touch, the DVD could  have had some added cast biographies and interviews.  The sparse  supplemental material keeps me from giving this DVD a full 5  stars.
Overall, I highly recommend this film to Sci-Fi/Action/Trek fans  alike.  If Hollywood invested more time in movies like this, a lot more  people would be more satisfied in spending a day's pay at the theater.
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After seeing a few youtube clips of people consuming this sauce, and being a pepperhead myself, I decided I had to order this stuff.  I was so thrilled to buy it and get it rushed to my door.  I eagerly awaited for the package to arrive.  Then the day came when it was mine.  I tore open the package and there it was, the evil little bottle itself, complete with silver bullet keychain attached.  I quickly noticed that inside the bullet is a tiny taste testing spoon.  I kind of giggled and figured what the hell, I gotta give this sauce a go.  I put a nice big dab on my finger, enough to cover the tip of my index finger and I licked the sauce off my finger.  Within seconds, I felt the heat coming.  It was insane, it was like someone lit a fire inside my mouth and some maniac was holding a blowtorch on my tongue and on the back of my throat.  I was sweating like crazy, I was panting like a dog on a 100 degree day that was locked inside a car with the windows rolled up.  Never could I ever have imagined how hot this sauce was.  The hottest I had recently tried was Quaker Steak and Lube's Atomic Sauce, and let me tell you, that stuff is mere steak sauce compared to this!  My stomach was killing me, I was on the ground holding my stomach and groaning!  Its beyond hot, its PAINFUL to eat.  Will I do it again?  YES!  Have I since?  Oh yeah.  Many times, just not that same amount.  Any insane hardcore pepperhead will appreciate this stuff, no matter how high your tolerance is.  And it makes a great gift for your hardcore pepperhead friends!
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There are a few DIFFERENT '''Hound of the Baskervilles''' movies, and they all seem to be reviewed here. this is an old HAMMER movie,
to wit: =====> "Peter Cushing is a splendid Holmes" (Daily Mirror) and "Andre Morell is the perfect Dr. Watson" (Daily Herald) in this terror-
filled mystery classic co-starring horror legend Christopher Lee. With its "compelling acting & spooky cinematography" (Video Movie Guide),
this "rattling good movie" (Newsweek) will keep you guessing and gasping until the final frame! A fiendish evil lurks beneath the mist-
shrouded cliffs of England's fabled moors. In the form of a hellish hound, it feeds upon the trembling flesh of the heirs of Baskerville Hall.
But, before this savage beast can sink its teeth into the newest lord of the manor, it must pit its vicious fangs against the searing intellect of
the most powerful foe it has ever encountered the incomparable Sherlock Holmes. <=====
~~~~~~~~~~(The product description says it all!)~~~~~~~~~~
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Judith Hancock's organ music is, to the hearing, what razor blade braille would be to the blind...extremely painful. This music is like that furless, wrinkled breed of dog, so ugly that it's weirdly cute/good. And so begudgingly, I must concede that one must have some sort of talent to produce such an unrelenting tirade of clashing tones. Perhaps the same talent/muse that guides old men to wear black dress sox with sandals or that which urges obese woman to squeeze into spandex for that ultra chic "bursting sausage effect".Yes let's blame it on a tone deaf muse.

  Ah,but let us not be to quick to dismiss, for with the right marketing, a cult classic's in our midst! Just think...the S & M practitioners will love it & the chaotic satanists might enjoy it too. Then there's the whole REVENGE aspect - just open the windows, turn up the volume & LEAVE, thusly forcing that neighbor you love so much to listen to music that has surely convinced the suicidal to swallow just one more pill. EGAD!! Murder by music, what a concept! And how about the perfect gift for that someone you just can't stand (but must, due to circumstances). Oh yes my dears, this one's a winner - a prank CD that's the cherry on the sundae...a little music for the demented...and so very much more...
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OMG, I was horrified by the torture scenes graphically described as actual snuff films were made!  Who really craves this type of brutality? I'm still reeling and shocked, though the writer is talented,the story went much too far for me.
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Three choices of destruction for the cost of two!  EAT IT ALL YOU HATERS!  I'ma cast some bombs up in this house!  EXALTED LIFE, kid what, EXALTED LIFE!!!
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This is an item that I now wished I had been smart enough to carry all along, especially when using rope, dog leashes, fishing line, or any rope or string-type arrangement.  Fortunately, I attribute my safe-being to "Divine Intervention" as I've had two close-calls which finally got me to listen to that "Little Voice" saying, "Buy a line cutter!"

On my first occasion, my leg became entangle in a power-kite line.  Fortunately for me, the large kite was luffing at the time I realized my emergency, but just after I quickly untangled my ankle, the kite suddenly caught a gust of Texas wind and the sturdy "cable-like" power kite cable would have easily severed my ankle to the bone!

Just a couple of weeks ago, we took our little precious dog with us on vacation.  I was taking the little guy out for his evening walk from our motel room through the elevator, to hopefully head outside.  As the elevator doors began closing after my pushing the buttons, I suddenly realized the little guy had his own mind made up to retreat the other direction down the hall.  I panicked looking for a button to open the elevator doors...then I tried to put my hands in between the doors to no avail.  My heart sank as the doors closed and I still had hold of the dog leash that had a secondary strap around my wrist!  My Swiss Army Money Clip pocket knife was my only hope which I always keep clipped to my T-shirt collar.  Just then, the elevator took off to the next higher floors.  I was going nuts.  I finally cut the line after going two floors higher.  I was heartsick thinking this little guy had been dragged up against the elevator doors and was likely choking to death.  I returned to our floor only to find his little vaccination tags and license on the floor next to the elevator doors.  My heart was crushed.  Then, I suddenly looked away down the hall and saw him looking back at me a few feet away as if to say, "I didn't want to go on that elevator!".  By the grace of God and old age, I had hooked his leash onto his tag ring rather than the sturdier steel collar ring, thus, the weaker ring easily expanded to release him.  My mind and heart were on their proverbial knees in gratitude.  I vowed never to let this happen again, so I've bought four of these line cutters and will not walk a dog again without one.

I also won't fly two-line kites, anymore, to boot!  If you fly power kites, I strongly recommend using the four (4) line kite design that utilizes the bottom two lines as "brake-lines".  They allow you to hold the kite in position by defusing the wind's hold on the kite.  Hope you all will learn from my experiences, but I'm sure you may possibly have stories that are not so fortunate, and if that's the case, my heart goes out to you.  Folks, this item is not an option, THIS IS A NECESSITY!  If you parachute, dive, walk a dog, fish, go boating, water ski, or drive a car with a seat belt -- anything that has the possibility of entanglement or entrapment of you or a loved one, BUY ONE OF THESE AND KEEP IT WITHIN IMMEDIATE REACH!  Last comment -- I preferred this model because the blades are replaceable, angled for cutting ease, and the grip allows full-hand grasp for a positive hold.  This particular cutter feels sturdy and I trust it will do the job.
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Dear God-fearing gentlemen and ladies: It is with indignation burning in my breast that compels me to sound a clarion bell to forewarn the populace of a most horrifying book which has surfaced of late from the foulest recesses of the lowest levels of society. This novel, no this affront of debauchery, this "Teleny and Camille" has the telltale stamp of the once feted degenerate Oscar Wilde. This is no simple manuscript; accompanying the writing are illustrations depicting the lecherous adventures of these two young men as they indulge in unspeakable, lascivious and unnatural acts which are proven as the aborence of God and hallowed civilization. One might presume these debased drawings to be produced by Wilde's occasional associate Aubrey Beardsley. Rather, they are the unholy work of one Jon Macy, and we feel he must be of equal standing to Wilde for so putting into form acts between these two men and others which should never be spoken of by good and righteous people. Never before has this upright person looked upon images of languor, of men in cataphysical couplings, declaring love to one another. It is a mockery of the natural order upon which our history rests! Mr. Macy, this one believes, should be sent to the gaol -- gentle ladies, please avert your gaze as it is not our wish to offend -- for sketching tumescent members and ample buttocks as if to be confused as supplications! Messers Macy and Wilde are denizens of whorish Babylon, as surely as their fetid imaginings!

This novel, if one is to be so kind to give it such distinction, is a heinous documentation of a man's descent into an aberrant way of life fed by the furtive seductions of another man already given up to wayward means befitting the doomed citizens of the Cities of the Plain destroyed by God's wrathful fire. As is typical, these men wantonly and openly cavort in their private company and dwell in delight of the carnal pleasures. Such scenes are shocking to common sensibilities! Furthermore, such rakehell behaviours bear the stain of the heathen, exotic culture of the Moors. Witness how the sugary palm date is consumed! Rather no! good friend! Spare your spirit of such imagery! The reproductive organs are intended but for two purposes: procreation in the glory of our Lord and purification via elimination of bodily wastes. Surely the catenation evidenced between foodstuffs and lewd displays is proof of lascivious effrontery by this Teleny and Camille and their various compatriots. These men are emboldened by the mirroring of their corrupt desires and dare to pronounce such emotions as love - and a love unequaled by that which is expressed in tradition! They are deluded, as our mannerly fraternity is duty-bound not to suffer such abominated practitioners of this unnameable vice. Would they be doomed, excepting this infernal choice to save these men from their rightful fate and to shew them continuing in misguided bliss.

Good friend, it further saddens and enrages that I should be likened unto the plight of Lot seeking righteous souls who our loving God spared from the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah. It is quite awful that men of such ill repute are illuminated so brazenly. Moreso that the authors of this salicious tome impugn their women, as few they may be, with equal ill repute. Their maligned notions besmirch even God's creatures as we are presented with a vile and loathsome poodle given over to urges of which details your conscience shall be pardoned.

Reports circulate that bookseller Charles Hirsch, owner of the Librairie Parisienne situated on Coventry Street and whose morals one must certainly question, disseminates this licentious album. Beware also of this queerly named purveyor, Northwest Comics, as it is this brash upstart in matters which dare not speak its name from which emanates this sinfully illustrated decadence.

Be you circumspect in all manners should you encounter this Teleny and Camille! Its very existence seeks to subvert the natural order of God's creation!
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Ah, lighten your eyes upon this review, for I shall tell you why I thought said scarf was the equivalent of five heavenly stars. The threads of the scarf, the very fibers if it's being, cloaked me in a heavenly embrace like nothing felt by any mere mortal before me. And the colors! Why, how can one describe in words such a symphony of shades, perfectly meshed together into this one scarf? But I say unto you brothers and sisters, beware the power it yields. Not five minutes hence had I put on the scarf then had the voices begun, telling me to conquer nations and topple thrones. Soon I found my self listening to these voices, I found myself buying plane tickets to foreign lands and cities i had never heard of! Then, when my friend realized the scarfs ill effects on me, he tried to rip it from my throat! But lo, I, in my crazed state, grabbed a kitchen knife and lacerated his throat, screaming MY PRECIOUS! Use my cautionary tale as a warning, dear friends. Don't become overwrought the power of the scarf.
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This wonderful shirt cleverly lets a casual observer know that I have accepted Jesus"gift"that was made available to us all,when He endured the scourging and humiliation on the Cross!! This is how Jesus "paid"the price for OUR sins,by being the PERFECT sacrifice to
(ONCE and FOREVERMORE)atone for ALL sin!!All WE have to do is say:"YES Lord,I ACCEPT the price You paid to reconcile me to GOD"(saving me from an ETERNITY of torment and suffering in Hell,by"reserving"for me a place in Heaven,where I'll dwell with You for time WITHOUT END!!) So,do I ever fret about the HORRORS of Hell?!?NO!! Because I'm NOT headed THAT way,for MY"price"has been PAID!! Remarkable Shirt!!!
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I finally had a chance to use this item.  While cutting the melon, I noticed I started bleeding!  After wrapping my hand in paper towels, I finished the job & my paper towel was saturated with blood.  I had several cuts on my fingers!  Looking closer at the slicer, there were burrs that had not been smoothed down & had cut me while using it.  I will be calling a lawyer today so o one else gets cut.
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Takes me back to 1993! One of the few death metal albums in years to grab me by the throat and pummel me relentlessly! Nick Holmes vocals are the most guttural since Paradise Lost's Gothic! The guitars run you over like a bulldozer! Overall just takes me back to the glory days of old school Swedish death (Think old Entombed, Dismember, Grave, Edge of Sanity). Brutal album and highly recommended for fans of old school Swedish Death Metal!
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This is my heart. This is my bone. This is my home. This is the horror. And my hope lies in the next generation who look at us with blank stares and respond with the righteous indignation of the young when we try to explain. And I will hand them "The Bang-Bang Club" and hope that they will then understand where we came from.
Gail Evans.
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This product has changed my life.  Once I lived in fear within the walls of my own home, waiting for ravenous arachnid beasts to launch themselves from their shadowy lairs in blatant attacks upon my person and state of mind.  No longer.  Now I stride boldly into the darkness of the kitchen, the bathroom, and even the utility closet, safe in the knowledge that should an eight-legged foe appear, savage bolts of electric death will swiftly dispatch its hideous form to a smoking ball of charred ash.  Even the quickest of insectoid demons are no match for long reach and wide netting of my new weapon.  Though the most stubborn require multiple applications of racket-borne lighting to fully succumb, the first crack of searing fire renders them helpless to escape, making them easy targets for complete destruction.  10/10 Would Zap Again!
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I had the good fortune to read this book a long time ago back when it was a free download from Vachss.com. It was a nasty little slice of hell but I felt the truth of it serving as the fuel of its engine. Even longtime readers familiar with Vachss' Burke series may consider this far too raw for them to handle in one sitting.

We see many themes that Mr. Vachss would go on to develop in later published novels--family of choice, day-to-day dynamics of crime, marginalization eventually leading to ugly, mass violence. But this novel pulls no punches...expect some of the most horrific imagery in fiction to await you on your read through this. Sharp-eyed readers may recognize certain elements that Mr. Vachss would later recycle into "Strega", "Blue Belle" and most especially "Hard Candy"...but this novel is stand-alone in every way. Harkening back to the take-no-prisoners style of Dash Hammett mixed with the realistically cynical view of James M. Cain, "A Bomb Built In Hell" is a dark ride with an even darker end point.
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In the mood for some gritty, hard-driving, teeth-clenching, head-bobbing reek and roll? Michigans Choke Chains has got you covered. Erupting out of what I can only imagine is a most horrifying garage, this four piece lets you know right off things are gonna get ugly with No Safe Word. Nor does it ease up, from Lets Try Suicide to Rock Paper Rapist. And no, please, I don't even wanna begin to speculate about what the job of Moisture Technician might entail in a Choke Chains universe. This is some sneering, snarling stuff. Think MC5 and the Stooges in the midst of a terrifying speed, alcohol, and murder bender. This album will make you feel greasy, sleazy, and generally uncleanin all the right ways!
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They say when you listen to an artist on record and then see them live, that album takes on a whole new meaning. Now I can proudly say that that statement is completely true; "Hell is Other People" is a fantastic album, but when you see Heartless live, the tenacity and pulverizing brute force of this disc is amplified tenfold. It's 18 minutes off ear-shredding Punk straight from the sewers of the Underworld. And nothing has ever sounded better. Pick this up, and feel your blood boiling....