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1976. This is probably the best WWII movie ever. It now moves to my top 10 in my all-time ranking. Probably only Bif has seen this.
Robert Duvall. Donald Sutherland… Michael Fucking Caine as the lead.
This flik is right in so many ways. There is a reason it is on the “Very Long” waiting list on Blockbuster. There is a reason I initiated dowmloads on bittorent from any available source, and started three. One just came thru. What a fricking great movie.
MOU – see this.
This is the shit. From 1976 when they used to make decent stuff.
The history is too perfect. Skorzensky. What a great scriptwriter.
The reason I say Bif might have seen it is that Bif is one of the few (maybe 4) people here who I trust with movies. And he’s seen a lot of WWII stuff. I trust him.
If Bif were to say he hadn’t seen it, I would be wildly impressed. TEHL just moved to number 9.
It’s really a great movie. I won’t feel any remorse if Bif admidts he hasn’t seen it. It is overlooked. I haven’t seen it for like 10 years, and before that, probably 1980. I totally forgot about it.
Tell me this isn’t funny.
http://www.nbc.com/Saturday_Night_Live/video/clips/update-gov-paterson-and-spitzer/1099542/
For years SNL has been dicey, but it has been making a minor comeback recently. I give it plugs from time to time. I don’t know the date, but it had to have happened the Day before Mother’s Day. It had to be the funniest one in the history of SNL.
But nobody told me. Nobody saw this? What? You didn’t think it was funny? From start to finish it finish this was top 3 (well, not quite, I actually starting watching live with about a half hour left whenever it happened, and when I did it was the most unfunny half hour ever).
I’m really disappointed in you people. Easily one of the greatest hours in television history. So pertinent to our misunderstanding of popular culture and apparently you were relying on me or some other dingwad to bring it to you on Monday.
Dave and Holmes get a break, cuz they do their part.
Fucking get it together, or I’ll… I’ll, I’ll… I don’t know, I’ll think of something… You suck… somebody should have told me that was funny. Bastards.
It’s Official. September 25th is the release. I have always been ambivalent about Tucker Max and I sincerely hope he fails. Then again, I have always supported him and drawn attention to him (only Holmes can half describe my confusion). But I don’t write history. Dave has told me he will write a review.
Tucker thinks more highly of himself. Everything he does is awesome, because he is awesome. September 25th. Only date in September/October where there was nothing else opening. That’s Confidence… we can get into that. It is actually the latest of a long series of lies Tucker has told about the movie.
The rest of my evening will be devoted to perusing Holmes’ work looking for true gems. I’m a little miffed he grouped Queen and Bowie and didn’t include the Clash. But whatever, he must have spent two years on this. The work is just incredible. I must say, Holmes has been a friend of mine, but when I saw this thing, I realized, I had absolutely no conception of what he was capable of.
The Pentagon needs to ring this guy.
Thge movie situation really sucks. There is NOTHING to see. Forget Blockbuster season, movies just suck. “The Road” doesn’t open until October. There is a movie called “Hurt Locker” opening in June I think that might be okay. I actually didn’t bother seeing anything this week including “Terminator” and actually tried to find a book.
Books suck, too. I might need to find a friend soon. Or join a terrorist organization.
Steven Soderberg has a new one, but it is only 80 minutes. It stars totally anal porn star Sasha Grey as a … I don’t know, regular person. The reviews are mixed, so it might be worth seeing on DVD. It is in such limited release, that’s how you will probably see it anyway, so what’s the point.
My point is that Soderberg is a mediocre talent who gets way too much credit, but luckily wastes his life making movies.
I actually watched all 4 hours of his digitally shot, mediocre biographic “masterpiece” on Che. I’m weird like that. Probably only cuz it was about Che. I recommend “The Motorcycle Diaries” as well. Che was pretty cool. I’m glad he died early and spared us having to read about how he got boring later but decided to write about it anyway.
Autonomous Unit reminded me that Woody Allen used to be funny and talked about all this stuff years ago.
It’s not apparent now, but soon AU’s post on Woody Allen will show the faults with COIN (Counterinsurgency Warfare) as well. Yeah, you didn’t think this was going to be so prescient, just you wait. Woody had no idea either.
Jeff Rubin has written a half-decent 80,000 words. He’s in love with himself and he dresses funny and has weird hair, but that’s normal. I’m sure he has a huge tattoo on his back of himself fucking a squirrel in the ass. Whatever. I don’t care.
Jeff Rubin is a complete fake who couldn’t predict the price of milk next week. Here’s a clue. He draws massive attention to his 2 correct predictions (in retrospect) about oil in the first 30 pages, never mentions the wrong one, and never makes a specific prediction afterwards. Rubin needs to be brought up on war crimes charges, or castrated, or something. Complete douche.
Complete Dick. Douche and a dick, I’m telling you, he is bad news. I can say anything I like. I paid $26.95 to read things I already knew.
To get here, we have flown 180 miles over some of the most remote mountains in the world from Whitehorse, the 23,000-person capital city of the territory, located in the middle of nowhere. Whitehorse is the center of civilization in a region larger than the entire state of California.
…
With soundtrack courtesy of Holmes:
You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last.
But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast.
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun,
Crying like a fire in the sun.
Look out the saints are comin’ through
And it’s all over now, Baby Blue.
The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.
Take what you have gathered from coincidence.
The empty-handed painter from your streets
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets.
This sky, too, is folding under you
And it’s all over now, Baby Blue.
All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home.
All your reindeer armies, are all going home.
The lover who just walked out your door
Has taken all his blankets from the floor.
The carpet, too, is moving under you
And it’s all over now, Baby Blue.
Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you.
Forget the dead you’ve left, they will not follow you.
The vagabond who’s rapping at your door
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.
Strike another match, go start anew
And it’s all over now, Baby Blue.
It’s all over and into the void.
C’mon, Everybody! Into the Void!
Chavez. Alo Presidente. The man is a megalomaniac. He WILL NOT shut up. Recently he was told by his doctors to shut up, lest he damage his vocal cords and throat. He laughed it off and talked and sang for three hours. When he speaks in public or on his television show he can go four or five hours, no problem. When he’s talking on TV they hang out of their windows in Caracas and beat pots and pans together. I’m surprised more of them don’t jump.
Back in 2007 at the Chilean Summit there was the incident where Spain’s King Juan Carlos couldn’t take it anymore and leaned across the table and told Chavez to “shut up”.
Then Sean Penn emerges from his audience last fall with Chavez and (like the Dennis Hopper character in Apocalypse Now) tells with pride how the man spoke to him for hours. What a joke. He wouldn’t shut up. What’s new?
Speaking of jokes, the story goes that after being kidnapped in the failed coup against him in 2002 Chavez amazed the world by suddenly becoming free of his captors. Well turns out they turned him loose because he wouldn’t shut the fuck up.
Now there’s this. Beginning tomorrow, Senor Chavismo will perform a television marathon only Jerry Lewis could admire. The presidente will speak and sing 
for four days and nights.
Songs and sackings expected on four-day Chávez talkshow
He is expected to interview guests, sing, recount childhood anecdotes, dissect foreign and domestic policy, recite quotations, muse on Latin American history, maybe hire and fire government officials, all without a teleprompter or script.
Every channel, he will be there. Day after day after day after day. No soccer, no baseball, no soap operas, just Alo Presidente. By the millions they will be begging their televisions for him to shut up. But he won’t.
OK. Super special prize for first one here to correctly provide Chavez nickname for Bush.
I’ve got a lot to say about this book, but I only bought it 2 hours ago at a Barnes and Noble that is open til 11 and I’m only on page 23. I’ve been filling the pages with notes. Much of the first 15 pages angered me, because I know this guy, he’s been ripping me off for years through various intermediary sources. I just rip him off directly, so I know he is better than this.
But suddenly he started to say things that were quite original in book form, if they haven’t been said in some anonymous blogpost that I haven’t seen, so I’m thinking this might turn out half-decent.
After 23 pages I’m willing to recommend this book to Jim E. I think he would like what it brings to the table economically, but I’ll get into my differences at some other point. And I’m not being facetious, I would consider Jim E my toughest customer in this regard.
The book was published last week. I only heard about it when I saw Robert Rapier’s review on TOD today, which was really lame. But TOD is really lame these days.
RR reviewed another book a few weeks ago by someone I had never heard of. I won’t be buying that book anytime soon. $35, only available from Amazon, all 18 reviews give a perfect 5 stars. Yeah right, I’ve seen that before. Anyway, the author shows up writing a guest post today (I’ve aso seen this before) – like 400 words saying there should be a differnt gas-guzzler tax. Duh. Thanks.
Anyway, Jeff Rubin is a known quantity and I’ve been expecting him to be the one to maybe open peak-oil up to the masses in a truthful, entertaining way. So far I give him 3 stars out of 5. 260 pages, 80,000 words. $26.95. Asshole. Well, at least he didn’t rip off any of my graphs this time. I really need to write a book. This shit is easy.
Why Your World Is About To Get A Whole Lot Smaller Stupid title. Don’t bother trying to remember it in a bookstore, just say Jeff Rubin.
I was going to post a good quote, I’ll do that later.
If this isn’t the most amazing piece of film ever, my name is Stanley Kubrick. Holy wingnuts. Unbelievable.
Update: I don’t know why I said that on Sundat, I think I was reading the NYT movie section and somebody spouted some gibberish about some French asshole being original while ripping off Kubrick and everything American. Something didn’t compute. It was at Cannes, I think. And I remember hearing something about a 9 minute rape scene which the reviewer knew to be true because he saw it twice and came prepared to time it the second time. What? Are you fucking stupid? Come prepared to time everything from go, in fact know all the times before you even watch the movie, asshole. This is Hollywood. They don’t even allow French directors in Cannes (that’s what you said). Like I said, It’s Hollywood, why the fuck would you ever want to watch something twice. You’re whole job is to prevent us from seeing stuff once. BUT YOU DON’T FUCKING GET THAT!
I have 10 dollars a week to spend watching movies! I don’t need some jerkoff telling me everything I should se. I need him telling me the ONE thing I should see. I don’t need lap counts on rapes. I need him to find the release date in a theatre near me and yes or fucking no. Blockbuster, the internet, and my DVD can do the rest, fuctard.
Here’s my Review of the Week. If you haven’t seen every Kubrick film, do so. If you didn’t like the first one, he’s probably not your thing, skip it. If you like him, see them again when they do the rounds in your local artv theatre. The Killing, Paths of Gory, 2001, A Clockwork Orange, Barry Lyndon, The Shining, and Full Metal Jacket being my favorites. [I think I meant to say that the first time]
Uuuh. No. That’s not how it works.
There have only been four people banned from CFN.
Johnny Rico (1st, and multiple times)
Dave
Wombat Missile
OEO (maybe twice, it’s not clear)
Thanks to Doom for pointing this out.
Uncle Yarra doesn’t really give a shit, but Asoka did give a shout-out.
Doom, with 144 hits on CFN pre-Memporial Day week, you may end up last man standing.
Everybody knows Reese and his squad are the baddest Motherfuckers ever. So I’m just gonna say it:
Reese is the baddest Motherfucker ever.
There. I said it.
But for some reason it took us over 15 years (and even after Korea) to come up with this.
I just don’t get it.
This was before Vietnam. WHAT IS WRONG WITH US !?
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