The best part was when Dina Lohan and Weaver are doing coke and drinking white wine and she's all "I want a salad" and I say "oh, this is the eighties, she's making a wedge salad" AND SHE PULLS OUT A HEAD OF ROMAINE

Man, what a great precis. I took a pass on this one, having never ever enjoyed Dennis Weaver. When it was his turn on the NBC Mystery Movie you always knew you were in for a yawn. Give me Rock Hudson! Give me Peter Falk! Just please not Weaver, or worse yet, George goddam Peppard.

@2, He was good in Duel.

All I can say is, that must have been some spectacular coke if sniffing about 1/128th of a gram sends you into a frenzy. The most notable effects for most people snorting that shit are related to watching their money disappear, not the physical effects of the drug, which are usually pretty minimal, especially for a first-timer. Now, banging it, on the other hand....yeah, I remember 1983. Barely.

Tight little film, though. Like the other one, it relies on acting chops, with varying levels of success, but still, compared to today's dramas, which are all fireballs, booming drums, and camera tricks. Weaver was great, Tambor was fantastic. I will admit I laughed out loud when Weaver walked in on him in the hospital bed with his arm up in the giant cast.

I think Tambor's hair was trying to get away during most of the movie.

Big truck want smush Dennis Weaver. No say why.

Can we put The Day After on the viewing list for Netflix? Is it even available on Nextflix??

@6, not on Netflix, sorry. Their selection is truly abysmal. I've just struck out twenty times in a row. Lots and lots of mid-00s Tim Allen movies though.

Oh, wait, here's one: "In Like Flint" with James Coburn.

I got a little drunk then my router had to be reset and then I sorta stumbled off to bed. All-in-all, a sweet evening at home, even if I did miss the ending. Here's the notes I had in my phone:

First line: "See you downstairs"?!
Coke really makes these people tickle each other.
Jeffrey Tambor!
James Spader is really James Spadery.
Weird low camera angles?
This party looks awesome.
More tickling?

@8, the ending involved lots of bug-eyed paranoia and sweating. The scene where Weaver tears apart his banker's house (and roughing her up) looking for more coke is pretty epic.

Netflix has my favorite movie ever, "The Young Girls of Rochefort", hint hint. And Judy Garland's last movie, "I Could Go On Singing". But crap, hardly anything from Elizabeth Taylor's oeuvre, it would appear -- I think Slog would really dig "Secret Ceremony".

Dear Cokey Bruce, doesn't a razor-blade-decorated cocaine mirror have a certain lack of...discression?

@9 - Damn it! Why does all the cool shit happen just as soon as I leave? That's rhetorical, of course.

If this were a series starring Dennis Weaver as a real estate salesman with a secret, I'd totally watch; and not just for the drama, but for the fascinatingly awful—and occasionally awesome—1980's residential architecture. Said series wouldn't have to be called High Interest, but it'd help. I would also consider Powder of Attorney, Line of Credit (Get it?) (yes, "Get it?" would be part of the actual title), or Contingency, because it sounds extremely serious.

I think when the cokey ladyfriend was stirring, stirring, stirring, it was actually a COLANDER, not a metal bowl. What??? These are the things that cocaine makes you do. Did she remind anyone else of Sarah Jessica Parker? I also loved the interiors of the richie-rich mansions Dennis Weaver was real-estating—just the pinnacle of bad taste, perhaps in all of history, so, extra awesome. Nice choice, Mr. Schmader!

@12, oh no. I see far worse interiors on Curbed every day, from now. We are living through the pinnacle of shit interior design right now (though very, very expensive). These 80s ones hadn't even discovered marble or granite yet.

The actress is Pamela Bellwood, most famous for "Dynasty".I can see a resemblance to SJP, though SJP never looked so hot in cuffed shorts or little teddies. I think the real theme of this movie was HIGH-WAISTED PANTS.

Yes, fun choice, David! As I watched this, I kept wondering whether the creator of Breaking Bad may have seen this at some point. Think about it: a sad-sack, middle-aged family man who nearly reached great heights of success in his profession is brought down to a mundane existence, then suddenly turns it around via an illegal elixir and finds his breadwinning swagger, albeit teetering. Sounds like Walter White to me...

Reefer Madness, too.