To the untrained eye, it may seem that the bartender is going straight for the J&B. The experienced spotter will withhold judgment, and wisely so, as the second-best selling scotch in the world is passed over for some lesser spirits. Make a note to fire this “bartender.”
Verson Jetorix: “Jeffrey Combs inherits a castle that includes a freak. Good production values class up the occasional bad (taste) decision in this conservative tale of retribution.”
Three bottles and a case of J&B. Daria Nicolodi keeps a good house.
John Steiner checks his watch to see if it’s J&B time.
A bottle of J&B and an ashtray and an ice bucket!
I think they serve J&B at this little bar.
Yep, it’s J&B and the couple camping in someone’s yard!
Apparently there’s still parts of Spain where you can trade slaughtered sheep for J&B.
This dude pours J&B on his recently injured hand, then…
…sucks the J&B out of the bandage! That’s weird, even for H.G. Lewis.
Stockroom manager offers the innocent stock boy some lunch time J&B.
The manager forces J&B on Santa moments before he goes on a murdering rampage.