"YEAH, WELL CHARLIE DON'T SURF!" [actually from the night before; Blogger wouldnt post]

Current Musical Selection: Rob Zombie - House of 1000 Corpses.

Movies man. Movies. had to listen to this song, its Rob's opus for his new movie, which opened this past weekend; ive been counting down its release for a year and a half, from its movement back and forth to different release companies, to script changes, to the trailer release, to the date bump back; to now its release. damn you nick for getting to see it; i wish i could have. its supposed to be the damdest gorefest horror movie to hit the screen in a long while... much along the lines of Night Of The Living Dead, etc; it was his goal to recreate the movies he enjoyed as a kid, coupled with his lust for the dead and rotting. and im missing it. its a movie i wanted to take someone with; i dont even bother asking at this point. ill sit through it by myself i suppose. cant trust people for anything anymore. ---- thats right Rob;


movies tho. lately its been about movies. im re-watching Apocalypse Now Redux for about the 30th time; for a class screening. im amazed every time i sit through it. its one of those few movies in the last... 40 years maybe,... that you really should treat yourself to. the story is disturbing, the plot is thick and metaphoric, yet straightforward; the visuals are astounding for something thats over 20 years old; and you cant be the acting... Harrison Ford, Laurence Fishbourne, Robert Duvall, not to mention Martin Sheen and T H E Marlon Brando. really is a great movie. i got excited waiting for it to start. got the same chills when Duvall lets his line rip;

Kilgore: You smell that? Do you smell that? ...Napalm, son. Nothing else in the world smells like that. I love the smell of napalm in the morning. You know, one time we had a hill bombed, for twelve hours. When it was all over I walked up. We didn't find one of 'em, not one stinkin' dink body. The smell, you know that gasoline smell, the whole hill. Smelled like... victory. Someday this war's gonna end... [cant finish line, walks away disgruntled]

i was going right along with it, especially when the phrase: "BUT CHARLIE DON'T SURF" came up. god i love it. film makers should quit now. no war movies can capture the surreal qualities of combat and the mystique of the human animal like Francis Ford did with this one; sure they can improve the surroundings of war; yes they can come up with more and more compelling story lines, and ofcourse the special effects are only going to improve; but this movie tops my list; all time. its one of the greats.