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In the '80s we thrilled to the crime-solving exploits of freelance skip-tracer Michael Knight and his snooty t-top K.I.T.T., who patrolled the generic towns and countrysides of America in search of orphans, hobby farmers and girl guides to rescue from a well-oiled alliance of corrupt cops and evil megacorporations. But behind the scenes, all was not well. The network fought endlessly with a hardscrabble group of screenwriters who were determined to make the show edgier and more violent. Tart Cider has obtained a dossier of unproduced screenplays — they provide a fascinating glimpse into the life, and death, of one of television's most memorable series. Here, in a TC exclusive, is... |
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A Nice, Indecent
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You hear a lot these days about how hard it is to buy a house. Balls! The trick is simply to move someplace horrible. So stop whining, cancel your appointment with Habitat for Humanity and put on your bulletproof vest: you're about to enter the unfinished bargain basement of the shitty real estate market. You must be at least this cynical to ride the... |
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