Bob Rose brings you the first round of Buck Shots! A collection of film clips involving crushed skulls and broken windshields… BEHOLD THE TRAUMA!

Mr. Rose rampages through a whole gaggle of films that are still dwelling at your local theaters. Please enjoy his, very rare, nostalgia-free rambling session…

Bob Rose, a man uncomfortably enthralled with the films of the past, asks himself a question no one esle has dared, or cared, to do…Where, oh where, did Val Kilmer go?

Bob Rose gives his SPOILER FREE opinion of the insanity surrounding Batman’s new adventure on the silver screen…

Using extreme sarcasm as his weapon, Bob Rose does his best to deliver a swift kick to the mighty crotch of the most notoriously loathed/loved film-making legend to ever walk the earth. What if George Lucas was put in control of franchises he didn’t create?

Bob Rose spouts off again… this time mourning the loss of Hedley Lamarr, introducing himself to some strangers, and even eating a few of his own words with much dismay…

Bob Rose, filled with bitter vomit and meandering hate, is inspired by Speed Racer to question “how far have we fallen?”

Bob Rose, overdosing on nostalgia and the plight of the underdogs, brings you HEY IT’S THAT GUY! Volume 1… The first, in what will hopefully be many, tributes to the unsung little people of the film world. This volume celebrates the decades-old career of THAT GUY who was in that “Weird” Al Yankovic movie…

Bob Rose rages on again, this time with a review of the post-apocalyptic Frankenstein still stomping through theaters. He spouts off on how Sean Penn warms his soul, and the relevance of the “glory hole” in conjunction with cinema…

This week, Bob Rose is back for a second round on his minuscule cinematic soapbox. He contemplates how much time it takes for love to blossom amongst art and man, spouts off about an outdated hatred for a certain “mobile,” and gives us a smattering of his favorite retro post-ending endings!

Welcome to our new columnist, Bob Rose, and his weekly dose of cinema potpourri, as he delves into the sometimes murky depths of films both recent and distant…