Dear Faithful Readers:
On April 8th my younger brother died of a catastrophic stroke. Since that day I've walked around with a hole the size of a vollyball in my chest. I'm on drugs, and they are keeping me from going after him. But that's the only good thing I can say.
I'm pretty sure I'll be closing down TBF. It's been a goof-bomb riot and I thank you all from the place where my heart used to be for reading, and commenting, and coming by regularly. God bless you and keep you hip deep in Truly Bad Films and buttered popcorn. It's been fun.