jeżeli twoje dziecko najbardziej na świecie kocha filmy, a ty najbardziej na świecie kochasz swoje dziecko, to kup mu spekulacje o kinie, pozakulisowy apendyks:

In the nineties Corman would go on talk shows and famously state that he made two hundred movies, and never lost a dime…except once. The one exception was an independent feature he financed himself called The Intruder (aka I Hate Your Guts). The Intruder (1962) is a dynamite film, done in the style of a Playhouse 90 drama, about a white racist outside agitator, played ferociously by a young William Shatner, who stokes the fires of anti-black rhetoric in a white southern community. Along with Machine Gun Kelly it’s the best film Corman ever directed. The script with its incendiary dialogue by Charles Beaumont is one hot fakkin’ potato. And Shatner as the loathsome lead has never been better. The film was made because Roger saw the TV reports of what was happing in the south during the civil rights war. He saw the dogs, and the fire hoses, and the ugly white faces screaming, and he wanted to do something about it. And as Joe Dante once told me; “The idea that Roger felt so strongly about a subject he’d spend his own money, without a guaranteed return on his investment, was meaningful. Because that’s not something Roger did.”