I'd love for some little theater to run all three of these as a triple-feature, but most likely, I'll end up watching all three by myself in the living room and going into convulsions over my love for them. They may seem random, but all three fit perfectly with each other, as all pertain to damaged/intense familial/intimate relationships:









I listen to the soundtrack for Savage Streets on a regular basis. Linda Blair's sister (the poor, deaf/mute gal in the gym) in the film is portrayed by Linnea Quigley and as I love to continually repeat: I OWN AN AUTOGRAPHED PIECE OF LINNEA QUIGLEY'S TOILET.