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Recorded Delivery prosteride price I grazed Red2 and RIPD, noticed sparse audiences were old farts with time on their hands and movies were flat.  I'd paid for an RIPD ticket, but inevitably sat in the packed The Conjuring audience, wondered why Pat Wilson had dyed his light brown hair a darker brown and lengthened his sideburns.  Wilson was prominent after he played 'Prom KIng' in the Little Children in 2009. The girl dialing the old style dial phone in the Conjured was George Clooney's squeeze in Up in the Air.  She got a best supporting actress nomination for it.  Now she's reduced to this.  But the conjuring made more sense than all the other junk in the multiplex.  The crowd at Conjuring were all low income post teens, who screamed and laughed at the senseless movie.  I didn't even consider grazing the Adam Sandler or the senseless cartoony junk clueless parents foist on their innocent kids.  Management needs to be replaced at the big studios.  None of them have a clue because William Goldman's dictum that in H'wood no one knows anything, is more true now than when he first said it.  I mostly watch very old 'well made films' which was pretty much a constant in the studio days.  Few pictures pass that test these days.  I'm 68 this coming Sunday and paid just 7 bucks for my senior ticket.  Some of the better films I've seen lately: Hyde Park on Hudson, Rashomon,  The Fastest Gun Alive, Texas  (1941).