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What kind of movie do you like?

Comedy
6
43%
Horror
1
7%
Love/Romance
No votes
0%
Minor Horror (Scary mixed with other)
No votes
0%
Crude Humor
1
7%
Sex
1
7%
Other
5
36%
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By madness
#2526
Always good to have a laugh so I choose Comedy, however comedy is nothing to me really, it's just better than the rest listed.

Anything with Driving which it has always been, commonly in action movies. To me, if an action movie dosen't have intense driving action it ain't an action movie.
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By Sedans
#2530
o sh*t.... 4got action!! o well, u couldve chosen other if i wasnt listd.
By Miller
#2656
I like WWII movies and documentaries best, man. But I guess more than anything I watch the serious dramas on TCM (Turner Classic Movies). I think those are the best, and my bias in that regard makes it hard for anything modern to compete.

One of my favorite movies is titled ‘Lonelyhearts’. But it is only one movie that typifies an era in film making. This writer dude, played by Montgomery Cliff wants a job at this newspaper that is run by some character played by Robert Ryan. The only job Ryan’s character will give Cliff’s character is writing the ‘Ms. Lonelyhearts’ column, which is like some Dear Abby thing. So Cliff is like, “Forget that, man. How about something better?” But he needs a job and can’t be choosy, so he takes the job, answering letters to ‘Ms Lonleyhearts’.

So Montgomery Cliff’s character is young and good-natured, as well as some sort of idealist who still hasn’t yet had his sense of faith in the decency of people adjusted by reality or whatever—what do you call that when you are relieved of your illusions about life or whatever?

He takes his job more seriously than expected, and winds up staying later and later in the evening at the paper, laboring over his replies to these letter writers, trying to do these poor, troubled souls justice instead of handling them indelicately, as he quickly becomes sympathetic to these people and their plights. It bothers him that his co-workers at the paper make jokes about these people and the problems they are dumb enough to publicize (you know, they sit around reading the letters out loud while they get drunk and disparage the pathetic losers who mail in these sob stories to Ms Lonelyhearts). When Cliff tries to admonish these people for their callous indifference, saying they shouldn't make sport of the unfortunate, they just laugh at him, too.

Anyway, the newspaper manager guy—Robert Ryan’s character—he’s like some older dude with a saggy throat and all that, and he’s a real cynic, but not completely bitter, even toward his wife (Myrna Loy), whom he never quite lets forget that she cheated on him earlier in their marriage. One of his few pleasures is reinforcing his low (and, he thinks well-founded) opinion of human beings in general. Naturally, he not only likes the idea of being able to make Cliff take a job that Cliff doesn’t enjoy, the way people have to in this life, but he also looks forward to watching for when Cliff will finally see people for what they are, and therefore himself, a sucker with a lost cause, believing in mankind.

But Ryan is surprised by the way Cliff tackles the job and also by the way he sticks to his principles. As time goes by it sort of nurtures his soul a little, and softens his heart or whatever. But he’s no chump, and he isn’t going to admit his reconsiderations, whatever they might be, if there are any, and he’s not letting on that there are. He challenges Cliff’s resolve, suggesting, although rhetorically, to call one of these people who write him for advice, or better yet, why doesn’t he talk to one of these people face to face? Nah, that’s a whole lot different than sitting there doling out wisdom via a typewriter to people he has anonymity from.

So Cliff does it. He rings up this broad on the horn—she’s one of the advice seekers—and he invites her to meet with him at the newspaper. She’s really grateful, too. He doesn’t know what it means for someone important like him to act like he cares about the problems of an ordinary person. They leave the door to his office open as they chat, for the sake of appearances, but the personal nature of the conversation leads them to close the door for privacy. She’s all crying and stuff, you see, and you know he doesn’t like to have her on display before an insensitive bunch of newspaper people.

So she’s all in tears about how her husband, the poor guy. He ain’t got a lot of self esteem to start with. Then the war comes along, and he wasn’t no soldier or nothin’, just a guy worked in a shipyard—that’s fighting, too, ain’t it? I mean he was helping build ships to win the war, wasn’t he? He should feel proud, right? (or whatever the hell she says). Sure, sure. Of course. But it ain’t that easy. You know how people are, what they think, whether they say it or not... how that sort of thing gets to you and eats out your guts.

Anyway, she’s so beside herself because for years now her husband hasn’t been able to function in a very vital way to a marriage and a man’s pride due to injuries he received during an accident at the shipyard. It’s so sad. He takes it all out on her, his feelings of inadequacy. She tries to be supportive, but that only comes across as pity to her husband, and it all makes him very, very angry, and just impossible to live with. I mean what in the world is she to do? What can she do, really? I mean, worst of all, and who really cares about that—it’s all about him—but worst of all…well, she’s got needs, too; hasn’t she?

So here they are in the office where Montgomery Cliff writes the ‘Ms Lonelyhearts’ column, and he embraces this woman, and it’s like a nothing-held-back kiss (well, you know, it’s an old black and white flick, so they can’t be too explicit, right?) I’m looking at this, going, “Yuk,” just like I’m supposed to, I guess. (Cliff is this young, big-time handsome leading man and all that, though gay in real life, and this lady is middle-aged and plain...she's got a saggy throat, too).

So they go screw. He feels pretty horrible about it before he even drops her off. She’s all, “Call me, baby.” Okay, now I’m laughing pretty hard, you know. She drops the innocent act and things turn bad for all in the picture and her husband that she lied about is looking to kill whomever it is that writes this @!*$ advice column, unaware that he bought the guy a drink in a bar just after the guy had the affair with his wife. He was sitting there telling Cliff what a lying unfaithful you-know-what she is, and how she tells crummy stories about him to get some action on the side. And here, Montgomery Cliff just came in to get drunk for the first time in his life so he could forget about this other lousy thing he did for the first time, but that's all he hears about from the person he did it to. That's funny.

The movie doesn’t continue on much longer, but you can tell this lady is like going to be a stalker and stuff, so Cliff ultimately hits the road. Sure, there’s a lot more to it than that, but I already asked too much of anyone who bothered to read this, especially if you didn’t really have time to spend doing so.

But that’s what I like about those old movies, man. Even though the censorship standards kept the tongues in check in terms of both bodily contact and profanity, those films really do a great job of putting the human condition on exhibition in a very convincing way, not that I think all films today that you are supposed to take seriously make it impossible to actually do so. I don’t think they are all a bunch of crap or anything…just most of them (lol). You can’t beat the special effects they have now, of course, that make even the most fantastic of film scenes appear photo-realistic.

Wile I wouldn’t say I think the comedies from back then were generally funnier than they are now, I do like those more than modern comedies, too. I think a lot of the stuff now days is pretty stupid, just one after another insult to the viewer’s intelligence or his genuine level of sophistication. I like stupid movies, as long as it isn’t obvious that in order to enjoy it, I’m supposed to be stupid, too (please notice there is no poll about whether or not that is the case).

But one reason I think those old comedies are so cool is the same reason I think the serious dramas are, because the writing required some genuinely insightful and clever screenwriters, who couldn't rely on being smutty or just having a bunch of dudes using four letter words to generate something either compelling or funny. Sure, there were crummy films back then, too, but the ones that have survived get the job of entertainment done, and at the same time they show what people from any time period are like for real at the core: what they act like, what they think, what they believe, how far the can bend before they break, without being in poor taste and without overburdening your sense of disbelief.

An example of what I think is funny now days would be something like ‘The Big Lebowski’ with Jeff Bridges, John Goodman, Julianne Moore, and Steve Buscemi. Now that’s funny. Anyone ever see that flick?


Anyway. I'm not knocking today's flicks in general, as I like those as well, or saying all oldies are worth watching. I'm just saying why I like them so much.

[Okay, that might now be edited enough times to be readable, if anyone wants to, that is. Later.]
Last edited by Miller on Sat Mar 10, 2007 9:41 pm, edited 3 times in total.
By Miller
#2667
Well, sorry about the double post, not to mention the lengthyness. but this topic, oddly enough, was keeping me awake as I tried to sleep tonight. I couldn't figure out what I meant even after I was done posting it, and so tried to straighten it out, what I did mean.

You know, when it comes to those old movies I like to watch, I guess it isn’t so much the believability of the stories—I mean, let’s face it, with the censorship codes they had to comply with, it was nearly impossible for a movie character to truly get away with anything, especially murder, and you know people are getting away with that every day now, so how much easier must it have been back when law enforcement techniques weren’t as effective as today. But commit a murder in an old movie, and it’s guaranteed that by the end of the flick you’re sure to get arrested, killed, or driven incurably insane by guilt. How real is that, I ask you? No, it’s not believability of the stories so much as it is the credibility of the script writing, particularly where the dialogue is concerned.

In those films you see some sharp writing again and again. You see it work like an acid to strip away the layers of veneer that are the various types of façades we try to construct as lies to insulate and shield ourselves from things we fear, things like other lies, or even the truth. You’re left with an unprocessed look at the exposed essence of the naked human psyche. I find that view as irresistible as I find common BS aggravating.

What’s cool about that ‘Lonelyhearts’ movie is that the idealist dude wound up finding out just how easily and quickly, not to mention irreversibly, he could be transformed into the very thing he thought he stood up against. His sense of compassion was the very thing that led to his betrayal of the values he sought to champion. That’s also what’s funny about the movie, too, if you look at it from point of view of the guy who ran the newspaper, anyway.

[OT warning] That reminds me if a time about twenty years ago. I was going with this chick for a few months. She had told me all about what a horrible guy her X was and all that. As time went by I got the impression that she was a bit nuts or something. So I said, ‘later’ to that scene. Then after a while this friend of mine was saying that he had hooked up with her, but hadn’t wanted me to know about it because he thought that might upset me. I had a hard time holding back the laughter. Help yourself, bud. So I guess my attitude upset him a little, and apparently enough so that he decided it was no longer necessary to spare my feelings…if I really had any, I guess, since he told me what an awful guy he heard I had been to her. That was even funnier. So watch out for that kind of chick. They aren’t just in the movies.

Speaking of what can or cannot be believed, regarding movies, I mean. If you’re willing to continue reading this post, I’ll tell you the one thing that I find the most disappointing about modern films. The machinery of movie making now can create any scene to look as believable as if it were simply shot in the real world. But the directing—Is Steven Spielberg largely to blame for the legitimacy, and even the popularity, of this? How about Martin Scorsese? I would hate to give any one of the really great directors we have these days too much credit for doing as much to ruin movies as he has to make movies cool—but the way they direct movies so much of the time seems to require that you appreciate being treated like an idiot in order to really enjoy them. That’s how it seems to me anyway.

An example of what I’m talking about, one that hopefully doesn’t lend itself to much debate in this regard, is the—aw, how would you say it, the close call? The narrow escape? The nick-of-time maneuver that saves a life or prevents catastrophe? That really is getting tiresome. I mean how many times can you see that sort of thing and keep from becoming disappointed? I guess they think there’s no limit, but I’ve long since reached mine.

I’ll even simplify. Anyone see that movie called—Oh, what was it, Vertical Limit, where there is some sort of rescue adventure taking place on K2 or whatever that famous mountain is that people like to climb? Doesn’t anyone ever save himself or herself from being hurled over a precipice like five or ten feet before they go over the edge? Or is it only after they go over that they somehow manage to latch on for dear life, and with one hand, no doubt? All the way through it’s one unbelievable feat after another, until finally it’s like impossible to get into it anymore. And that sort of thing is way too typical; it just keeps happening over and over and over in movies.

It’s like everyone knows martial arts—and that looks cool, so fine, whatever. Everybody is a gymnast, who can do back flips, and everyone is an expert with weapons. Everybody is a last word freak (like the guy writing this). But how about those Three Musketeers movies that Richard Lester directed? Those guys didn’t know Monkey style Kung Fu. They were falling and tripping over each other while they fought hand-to-hand. And when someone fell into a prop, it didn’t start a chain reaction of objects that ended in a miraculous, unlikely event that somehow saved the planet from seemingly inevitable destruction. No, indeed. When a guy fell down, another guy came up and knocked him dead all the more easily. To me, that’s convincing, and somehow more entertaining, though in the proper context I can handle a pair of chopsticks being used to take out an entire gang (meaning a martial arts movie, preferably one made in China so it’s just completely ludicrous in the first place, and not meant to be believable). But in Lester’s Musketeers movies their weapons were unreliable and would yield unexpected or even embarrassing results. I’d like to see more of that sort of thing.

I guess Jackie Chan does some of that so it doesn’t seem too contrived, since he liked watching that sort of business and also was a fan of Buster Keaton’s visual gags. But even Jackie Chan’s hands would rip off at the wrists even if he could catch the edge of a building or a cliff or a bar or pipe while trying to stop himself from a high fall, even if he managed to latch on. You’d be looking at his hands while the rest of him kept on going, not that that would be possible either, and that’s just the point. Take it easy, and give me a break, like ppl probably wish I would with this post. But what is deal with everybody catching onto ledges after they already flew by at 80KPH, man? I can handle a superhero doing something like that, but Aunt May up there on that skyscraper. Come on, man! LOL Too much BS (BTW, I like Rosemary Harris, who plays Spidey’s Aunt. She’s been in a lot of good old TV movies).

This thread was called ‘What kind of movies don’t you like?’ Wasn’t it? LOL!
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By Sedans
#2672
Boy it tell you wat, you sure earning ur post count, thas about 30 of my posts in all those paragraphs. And no u arent asking 2 much to read it, ya kno, ya really should post in
nato777's "stories of new york" and,
my "One big story"

because we really could use someone who writes long posts :D
By Miller
#2714
Thanks for the reply, and for starting this topic (that was you, wasn't it, Sedans?). I haven't even read those that you mentioned yet, but I guess I'll head over there and see what ppl are saying about stuff. Thanks for the heads up.

Speaking of BS, how about this, man? This here box of Cap’n Crunch breakfast cereal says on the side that it contains 23 servings, yet the box is already empty after only three bowls. What an outrage!
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By Sedans
#2717
yes uh i did start this topic. and fo real if you keep up those long ass posts this community will have atleast on more decent member, besides, then long posts will help alot, if ya have a lil imagination ;)

2 be honest i think my fav movie in da whole wide world was tha original blues brothers that movie was so tight with Dan Ackroyd (i dunno how 2 spel his l. name) and John Biloushi, and my fav, John Candy!!!! that movie was so cool, i love R&B and rap music, that movie was awesome
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By madness
#2724
"blues brothers" I also thought that it was a great movie to :D
Maybe not the best but great. :P
By Moonchild
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Some good movies have already been mentioned but I personally enjoy Historical epic films like Braveheart, Gladiator, and The Patriot.

Mobster movies are cool too, some notable mentions that come to mind are Donnie Brasco, Carlito's Way, The Godfather trilogy, and Casino.
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I love The Dukes of Hazzard TV show (my nickname is The4thDuke) 8)
By Miller
#2791
Moonchild wrote:Some good movies have already been mentioned but I personally enjoy Historical epic films like Braveheart, Gladiator, and The Patriot.

Mobster movies are cool too, some notable mentions that come to mind are Donnie Brasco, Carlito's Way, The Godfather trilogy, and Casino.
Yah, no doubt.
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#2804
isnt scary movie crued humor? i vted 4 it
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By madness
#2814
Scary Movie is just a "Comedy" however now you put that to my mind i'm not quite sure it could be crude humor, I just never herd of the term before.
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By Sedans
#2823
scary movie is both genres, Thats why i have tha "other" option, so if it was mixed you jus could vote other and tell us here
By nitrored
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#2845
crude hummor is off the esrb
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By Sedans
#2847
what?
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#2924
like......
sexual content,mild violence, and suggestive themes
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By cars358
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always comedy 4 me i was watching this thing on tv and he was seing hoe long he could run away from the shop security for i was laughing my ass off there was this fat guard and he said 'come on fatty' it was lol
By Miller
#2960
Moonchild wrote:Some good movies have already been mentioned but I personally enjoy Historical epic films like Braveheart, Gladiator, and The Patriot.

Mobster movies are cool too, some notable mentions that come to mind are Donnie Brasco, Carlito's Way, The Godfather trilogy, and Casino.
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.

[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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Miller wrote:
Moonchild wrote:Some good movies have already been mentioned but I personally enjoy Historical epic films like Braveheart, Gladiator, and The Patriot.

Mobster movies are cool too, some notable mentions that come to mind are Donnie Brasco, Carlito's Way, The Godfather trilogy, and Casino.
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.

[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.
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.

I read your KISS concert experience and damn, that's both disapointing and sad. I've only been to one live show, an Iron Maiden performance and thankfully all went well...
By Miller
#3026
I like to see movies like Kingdom of Heaven on the big screen, but I never watched that one until it came out on DVD. Maybe that was a lucky thing. Actually I don't know if that was the re-edited version, I guess. Maybe I need to see it again.

Speaking of that dude's director's cut editions, I didn't think there was anything that much better than the original release about Ridley Scott's edit of Bladerunner.

I saw Iron Maiden one time. OZZY and some other band were with them. I don’t rock too hard anymore. These days I’d be more likely to get excited if I found out Celtic Women were on tour in my area.
By Delta-38
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#3027
I think you forgot something....like action or thriler movies
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#3036
Delta-38 wrote:I think you forgot something....like action or thriler movies
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#3128
Could you write something that I would understand to!!!
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#3132
[schild=13 fontcolor=FF0000 shadowcolor=000000 shieldshadow=0]Just did.[/schild]
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By Sedans
#3138
nope not really "jus did" dont really explain much
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#3139
[schild=random fontcolor=000000 shadowcolor=C0C0C0 shieldshadow=1]i ment to look at the simile[/schild]
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By Sedans
#3146
Stop doing that!! AAAHHH lets go eat a taco
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#3148
[schild=4 fontcolor=000000 shadowcolor=C0C0C0 shieldshadow=1]no,TOCOS AND BORITOS![/schild][schild=5 fontcolor=000000 shadowcolor=C0C0C0 shieldshadow=1]With MR.glockamolie[/schild]
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[schild=18 fontcolor=000000 shadowcolor=C0C0C0 shieldshadow=1]LOL!!![/schild]
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