dual personalities

Need I say more? Well, I will anyway. My son, Chris, was over for dinner last night (a belated birthday feast of stew for the now 17 year old) and our typically intellectual postprandial discussion turned to the merits (?) of Turkish cinema. Here’s a fine example from a 1970s film whose Turkish title loosely translates to “Karate Girl”.

Ah, the post-modern decor, the mustachios, the angst-ridden death scream. The special effects are, well, very, very special. Hollywood remake anyone? Whom would you cast?