Speaking of The Godfather Part 2, friends, I once spent a long weekend at a Starlight Inn in El Monte with Harry Dean Stanton. We quickly obscured the windows with black trash bags, dispensing with time perception, and invited over a pair of lovely ladies who's affections did not come cheap! I could hardly orient myself, between shots of Don Julio, substantial cocaine use and a marathon game of Hungry Hungry Hippo. I was made to perform the Macarena at gunpoint several times that weekend. Looking forward to The Batman 2!
