By Chad Jarrah
This movie had so many things going against it when I first popped the tape into the VCR, that it couldn’t be any good. The first of these problems was exactly that: I had to pop a tape into a VCR. I had not used a VCR in so long, that when I did, it felt old and clumsy. A bad omen for the prospects of this film. There were other reasons why I had to hate it. One, my two year old nephew was scribbling on my notes for a significant part of the movie. Two, watching this movie meant that there was two hours of time where I couldn’t feed my relentless online gambling addiction. Three, I was being forced to watch this film against my will. A few months earlier, I had made my brother-in-law watch a movie and managed to successfully dodge his reprisal thus far. Now he was returning the favor. The guilt trip lasted three days until I eventually gave in.
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