I saw this movie while studying (or watching movies) in Toronto many years ago and it stuck with me. I only saw it once yet I still think of its impact on me then. Having lost my brother just the year before I too wanted justice and this movie hit me good. Fine flick. Fine flick, indeed. Never heard much about it then or since - 'cept in my head. Oh my, if you could only read what's painted inside my head. To tell you details about the movie I couldn't begin to do so. It was just one of those flicks which grabbed me and hung on for the next 21 year ride. In fact, the reason I'm writing this now is because I saw a freight train go through Kingston today festooned with colourful tags and I thought about Turk 182 again. Why? I don't think about Kermit when I witness the annual spring and autumn frog migration. Enjoy the movie.
