We're riding over to Rupert Pupkin Speaks for my list of favorite (cough cough) bad movies. Blogmaster Rupert has been inviting a slew of cinemaniacs over to his virtual crib to share the best of the worst, and I encourage all to browse through his recent archives for a ridiculously unhealthy, yet oh so enjoyable batch of recommendations.
And let's face it: you know you've found the right film loving community when you're not the first, but the SECOND person to mention The Guy From Harlem.
Girl On The Run (1953)
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