this is how they did it before word processors. Looked horribly
inky to me! Needed a lot of finger strength to bash down those keys.
Where's that carbon paper... zzzzzittttptch?"
world where photocopiers were the height of technology in the office.
Not a computer screen in sight! Wunderbarr and wunderbarr again!
remember, at the time, I would rise from my bed 5:30 sharp to run
down to get a paper. I would then run screaming all the way back.
This is a record of that hysterical period in history. A joy."
in the 70's, to get such a handsome boy as Redford to play you must
be a journalist's dream. Mostly, journalists are fat and cannot
get out of their chairs without farting outrageously."
can't find me a picture of Bob Woodward anywhere. Did he actually
look like Redford, or is this another cover up?"
movie has a feeling of doom and gloom, or maybe my TV is just on
is absolutely no action sequence of note in this movie. All they
do is talk. I started to watch it on my TV but the sound is broke
so I turned over to a Claude Van Damme movie to watch him kick some
favorite bit in the movie is the only near-action sequence in it.
Redford runs from the underground car park into the night, chased
by nothing but the wind! It was then that I was gripped. Ever since,
I have been running away from this unseen threat of an administration
gone bad! I had a nervous breakdown in the 1980's because of it.
performances all round, especially the show-stopping performance
from the ticker machine at the end."
acting, wonderful. All the thrills and spills of working on a newspaper
where the journalists actually investigate things rather than just
make things up. A wonderful time piece."
throat was a revelation."
I hear another analogy I will pop!"