The first entry in a new column where I write about movies YOU paid me to see kicks off with a rapturous appreciation of a lost 1980s synth-pop Taekwando musical murder melodrama that's so bad it's fucking amazing: 1987's Miami Connection.
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The first entry in a new column where I write about movies YOU paid me to see kicks off with a rapturous appreciation of a lost 1980s synth-pop Taekwando musical murder melodrama that's so bad it's fucking amazing: 1987's Miami Connection.
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