Now I only saw five minutes of this film but it was enough to convince me of what a desperate desperate place Seventies Britain was. Did they really queue in line for this? Maybe the commies weren’t so crazy after all, at least queuing for bread serves some sort of purpose, what’s the point of queuing up to see a man get hit in the penis with a roller blind?
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