As December 18th inches closer and closer, I can’t help but think how unreal this feels.  That we’re actually about to get a sequel with the original cast–with the original feel–as the movies I enjoyed so much in the 70’s and 80’s.  I can’t help but have ridiculously large goosebumps every time I see a trailer.
And I can’t help but think what if some dip-shit with a gun ruins another random set of lives.