The Lost Weekend (1945)

Ladies and gentlemen, it's the Reefer Madness of whiskey... the Lost Weekend! Have you ever been some dipshit sad sack in 1940s New York so addicted to the drink that you'll... drink? Yeah. Intense shit. It's definitely a movie and it definitely won awards and we here at Balcony Boys Industries can't for the life of us figure out why. Sometimes these award winners are magical surprises and sometimes these award winners are 90 minute slogs about one miserable shit trying to drink himself to death. At least, Philp Marlowe and the Thin Man had the decency to solve some crimes in the midst of their living blackouts. I don't know. Two weeks till Boo Englund 3D! Get your tshirts at a store that makes tshirts and then also send us some of those tshirts (3xl/2xl - Bill thinks he's an XL and right now? Maybe he is but come on... throw another x on the man's shirt. If it's too big he can use it as a sleep shirt.)