I can't remember if I ever really tried hard before, but this morning something possessed me (or, maybe, got bettered by a part of my own nature) I entered "catastrophe film cathedral crumbling" and voilà:
A memory roaming inside my own private universe for over forty years, one of the very few films I ever went to a film theatre to suffer, now has received a name and a rather full ID
Any revelation of the sort you could share with us
Ah! Sunday morning.
A memory roaming inside my own private universe for over forty years, one of the very few films I ever went to a film theatre to suffer, now has received a name and a rather full ID
Any revelation of the sort you could share with us
Ah! Sunday morning.

