You can’t really blame them, but it’s clear that they do since they have aquired both “Control” and “Joy Division“. In anticipation of this film, Robert has started smoking and wearing his jacket collars up. Which looks especially odd since it’s hotter than Satan’s dick in August out here right now and he’s always wandering around dressed like he lives in Norway and burns down churches. The fucker is drinking tar-black winter beers while tourists in retarded-looking Hawaiian shirts and cargo shorts wander past him dazed in the blistering heat. I, on the other hand, will be spending some time with the melodica and wishing I had a kick ass pair of shoes.
