In particular, hot boxes on freight trains are a persistent problem.

A director who loves to over-employ close-ups doesn't help the cliched plot move forward with any speed, but fortunately a well-handed mine disaster does spark up interest in the movie's perennial conflict between capitalists and laborers.

The first was the holocausted goat, not worthy to live, who manifests in the modern complex as the helpless victim of pre-egoic consciousness. The second is the exiled wandering goat who carries all the denied instincts — sexuality, […]

“Hey, sweetmeat, where you been?” Farrengalli hollered.