In the words of an old Irish prayer:
Three wishes I ask of the King when I part from my body: May I have nothing to confess, may I have no enemy, may I own nothing! Three things I ask this day of the King, ruler of suns: May I have no dignity or honours that may lead me into torment! May I not work without reward before Christ! May God take my soul when it is most pure!
The Success of *RoboCop* Was In Its Director's Craft
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Can you recall all the reasons you loved the 1987 movie *RoboCop*? Was it
because of the cool robots and the violent action scenes? Was it because of
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