It seems like once you get started with Kirk Douglas, you can never stop. I’m watching Brian De Palma’s The Fury, starring Mr. D. This time around he’s not wearing leather or furs, he’s wearing trunks! Rolling around in sand with another man (his son), jumping from hotel windows, shooting traitorous people with an assault rifle, the works. Amazing. (Though the movie is P&S, which is weird considering that last week’s Soylent Green wasn’t.)