It was the 1970s. Somewhere, a team of entertainment industry folks sat in a smoke-filled room (it was the 70s, remember) and brainstormed what cinematic vehicle would next convey the red-hot hottedness of megastar Sean Connery. “Eureka!” one of them might have yelled (we weren’t there). And. So. Zardoz. Possum Royale hopes you will join us for a Zardozless evening at SAB. Though if someone shows up dressed as Zed (a) that would be amazing and (b) we are totally buying him/her/them a drink or two, depending wholly upon the quality of the mankini. Y’all come. Thatisall.