We're still hungover from May, and it's June already?!

Ahhhh, yes, here's the month where 1983 really gets its stink on. How about a Porky's sequel? No? How about a terrible James Bond film? No, wait, I know, let's cast Richard Pryor in a Superman sequel! How could that be anything BUT awesome?

There are some great films this month, but not many. We had to look overseas and then uncover a few gems in unexpected places. Ingmar Bergman saves the summer! When's the last time anyone said that?

If last month's Bill Cosby, Himself was controversial, that's nothing compared to the superstar anthology film that still haunts us from this month, and we're going to get into it.

Strap on your safety helmets. June 1983 is a full-contact sport.