Let us all be Loaded up and Truckin'

When this little less-than-sober charade of erudition began there was discussion about much, only the barest minimum of which - no more than a scaffolding really - ever made it on to the electronic vellum here. Recently, it was once again brought up (again, not here) that there was never a charter as such laid down for the FoSF. Despite the vagaries of this space, most of what has been of interest has in some way been concerned with notions of hotel-cinema. What is meant by the idea, what truths does such lay bare and how might it be even defined. As to the last there was discussion of what drove nails through planks; is it driven by actors (Kurt Russel, Willem Dafoe, Bruce Campbell, et al) is it directors and their visions' (Fuller, Stallone - fits in both categories obviously - Milius) or is it, as I might stress, situational? These are issues that will continue to be rounded out, even if in the discourse of things, but with that said I have to lay hold to a bard for this board. If there ever was a man who sang the soundtrack of hotel-cinema it was the gifted guitarist Jerry Reed. God speed Snowman.