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Moonchild wrote:Some good movies have already been mentioned but I personally enjoy Historical epic films like Braveheart, Gladiator, and The Patriot.Yah, no doubt.
Mobster movies are cool too, some notable mentions that come to mind are Donnie Brasco, Carlito's Way, The Godfather trilogy, and Casino.
Moonchild wrote:Some good movies have already been mentioned but I personally enjoy Historical epic films like Braveheart, Gladiator, and The Patriot.Historical epic-wise, I like Battle of Britain, which looks like an IL-2 game just about all the way through, and Michael Collins with Liam Neeson, which has some surprisingly convincing explosions for a modern bit of cinema, not just little puffs of smoke going off. Speaking of Liam Neeson and historical epics (while in this case mythical), I also dig Excalibur, which also had Patrick Stewart, Nigel Terry, Nicole Williamson, and Helen Mirren in it. Along the lines of that sort of thing and Gladiator and Braveheart, I think Kingdom of Heaven was way cool, too.
Mobster movies are cool too, some notable mentions that come to mind are Donnie Brasco, Carlito's Way, The Godfather trilogy, and Casino.
Miller wrote:I actually thought that the theatrical version of Kingdom of Heaven was garbage but then I bought the director's cut with the additional 50 minutes, my outlook of the entire film completely changed-it's awesome.Moonchild wrote:Some good movies have already been mentioned but I personally enjoy Historical epic films like Braveheart, Gladiator, and The Patriot.Historical epic-wise, I like Battle of Britain, which looks like an IL-2 game just about all the way through, and Michael Collins with Liam Neeson, which has some surprisingly convincing explosions for a modern bit of cinema, not just little puffs of smoke going off. Speaking of Liam Neeson and historical epics (while in this case mythical), I also dig Excalibur, which also had Patrick Stewart, Nigel Terry, Nicole Williamson, and Helen Mirren in it. Along the lines of that sort of thing and Gladiator and Braveheart, I think Kingdom of Heaven was way cool, too.
Mobster movies are cool too, some notable mentions that come to mind are Donnie Brasco, Carlito's Way, The Godfather trilogy, and Casino.
[OT advisory: That television show just described reminds me of a funny one. However, watch out car358, because this is likely to be boring.
The first 11 albums of music I bought were all KISS. Until some newspaper customer of mine came out one morning and yelled at me for waking him up every time I passed, I would listen to KISS using an 8-track player strapped to the butterfly handlebars of my Mongoose, which was how people still configured their bicycles back then, except mine also had paper route baskets attached to the back so I could earn some money for model train stuff and Star Wars toys. I got to go see KISS once before the line-up began changing, with Peter Chris still drumming. I guess I was about 8 or 9 years old then.
The only other time I went to see KISS in concert, my brothers dragged me down there. They weren't the kind who bought tickets, but the kind who broke or snuck in (I even ran into one of them near the front at Rush’s Signals tour concert; the lights came on after Golden Earing, and there was my brother in the row in front of me, just a couple seats to my left [no lie]. People who didn't care for the warm-up band were now arriving and claiming their seats, so I had to move on, ultimately getting right in front of Geddy Lee.)
I wasn't really interested in seeing KISS in concert that year, even though I was still into hard rock. They weren't KISS to me anymore. I was a teenager by this time, btw. So my brothers all went about their business of trying to gather a crowd to rush through an exit door they vandalized down below, but there just wasn't really any crowd around outside that night, and they needed a stampede to get in because they had been breaking in and bashing security dudes (my family like to fight...except me) so frequently that it started kind of a feud between OU (University of Oklahoma) football (American) players acting as lower level security and leather jacket types, kind of like with football (European) thugs. While my brothers waited for a crowd to amass outside to make getting in easier, I decided to try to be clever, to prove brains could succeed where brawn had been halted.
I walked around front, got in line, and when the dude in the blue blazer reached out to take my ticket, I handed him a scrap of paper I picked up off the ground. Just enough to puzzle him and appear normal to the cops, who handled security at the main entrance. So he dropped his jaw, and I raised my fists and shouted like a fan would at a big city concert once he's in and ran by the real police, hoping I could pass myself off as overly enthusiastic. I don't guess people actually saw that sort of excitement there, but it worked anyway by appearing just too abnormal...whatever works. They just stared while I ran by. It was loud, and by the time that ticket taker got their attention, I was past them, ready to just wriggle into the crowd and enjoy the show.
How pathetic, though. There was no crowd, really. WTF? Isn't this a KISS concert, man? It was KISS but practically no one was there besides KISS. I guess people just weren't too thrilled about KISS in that town, not that night anyway. The venue was rotated sideways and half the already dinky, little Lloyd Noble Center (for Sooner basketball games) was like all roped off and the other half had no crowd to hide in. The cops didn't chase me, just the ones who were waiting for retribution against what they apparently deemed to be my kind (you know, trouble makers or whatever). So I ran all over the place with all these huge jocks after me, but it only looked like a Keystone cop chase. Eventually I pushed into the standing audience once I got down that far. I let out a big sigh and was about to start enjoying myself when someone grabbed me by the hair from behind and yanked me off my feet. I got everything but the crap beat out of me by the security dudes.
Man, I was a skinny kid not much more than a hundred pounds (45 kilos), and these guys were huge, so I offered no resistance once they had me. It didn't matter; they dragged me to the walkway and swung me like a baseball bat into the concrete wall, and then when they finished with that part, they dragged me up the stairs toward the entrance, pounding my head on the concrete steps all the way up. Totally a Rodney King situation, for those of you who might know what that was all about. Every time I managed to get back on my feet, they kicked my feet out from beneath me again and dragged me some more, pounding my head some more. When we neared the top, they stopped, stood me upright, and lowered my arm behind my back to my waist (which had been held up so high that my hand was against the back of my head). They held me up as they walked me over to the police, who appeared to be shouting something about being arrested if I came back in, and something else about how I was lucky all they did was give me a verbal warning.
I assume they thought I was too wasted to stand, not beaten senseless (guess those jocks proved what brains and brawn could do together - LOL) My clothes were covered in my own hair and my head had large lumps all over it. Later, I found I had great, big bruises everywhere, too. I was too dumb to go to the hospital for medical attention or to document the injuries from the excessive force used against me on behalf of the arena. Could have been rich, maybe. I bet saying, "Can't we all just get along?" comes a lot easier to someone who got a settlement of several million dollars.
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