The best treatment for drug addiction is shame & humiliation, as illustrated in this 80s alarmist classic.

I can't deny it, I would be high-fiving that thing.

Of all the things to temporarily bring a broken country together, who could have guessed?

From a modern standpoint, the "sexiest movie ever made" is kind of weird and sad.

Why attend a lynching when you can go to a nice pancake breakfast instead?