Read my ★ review of 1988's #FreshHorses, the Oscarbait debut of Jerry Weintraub's new Miramax-wannabe production company, but that instead turns out to be an embarrassing, barely watchable slog, one that has the audacity to cast America's Sweetheart Molly Ringwald as a sultry hillbilly-trash femme fatale, which she absolutely cannot pull off in any way whatsoever.
2024 movie viewings, #55. I recently decided to spend the last six weekends of 2024 getting a bunch of films off my Tubi watchlist, some of which have been on there for half a decade or more. I’ve wanted to see this 1988 melodrama ever since it came out while I was in college, because like most Generation X males, I had a crush on star Molly Ringwald in high school, and this is one of the rare movies from that brief slice in her life after she was finished with John Hughes but before she moved to France and
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