There's the 1982 edition, for starters, a masterful collaboration between Steven Spielberg and Tobe Hooper that sends a suburban family through the haunted -
house wringer.
Not exact matches
It's pretty obvious that a movie like Last
House on the Left put its performers through the
wringer in catering to an exploitation audience's thirst for flesh and blood.
Monckton of Brenchley wrote: «I'm intrigued that so many of the bed - wetters, hand -
wringers, and wolf - criers who populate the Church of Canutism are so mesmerized by my status as a member (albeit non-sitting and non-voting) of the
House of Lords.»
I'm intrigued that so many of the bed - wetters, hand -
wringers, and wolf - criers who populate the Church of Canutism are so mesmerized by my status as a member (albeit non-sitting and non-voting) of the
House of Lords.