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Cult of Personality
by Michele Christopher
This is a slow day and a recovery day for some of us on LNT and as much as we would like to quit the day and just eat mashed potatoes and pre-formed pork products, we must go on. No matter what the wind, we must set the sail and sail the ship.
So let's continue.
Talking tonight, we hit on a few ideas and one of them revealed another idea.
Don't ask me how we got here, because it just happens with us.
Which ones are your favorite?
turtle will die with you on a park bench.
This one is easy. There really is no other man who can make any movie than walk away with it so perfect. What is the movie? It stars the most underated actor of all time.
Mr. Patrick Swayze's Red Dawn
Let's just get this straight. The first scene they kill the teacher and the nerd kid. They got them out of the way fast.
Less nerds equal a better movie.
Second, they sacraficed their own to survive. That was cool. Even thou they destroyed themselves by doing it, they did it and kept going. There is just something to watching your friends fall and moving forward. I have no idea why I like this movie so much. It's just seeing something fall and putting another step in front of you. Not looking back. The day this happened, they started to die. It was just a matter of time. Sacrifices must be made in life. They knew it. All of them. Some were scared but they all knew that no one was going to make it out of this alive. There's no going back and there's no getting out. The feeling at looking at someone and realizing this is going to be it, you know, that's a powerful feeling. There's just something to having someone look back and know this will soon be over for us and them looking at you agreeing. This is the end. It's just a matter of time now.
Maybe that's why I like this movie. The fuck you attitude that rides thru the whole thing. When they realized they did all they could and that was all it was going to go. Then just saying fuck you. You can take me out but I did my fucking damage so you can walk around now and count the bodies I took to hell with me.
That was cool. If you are going to die, fuck them up as much as possible cause you only get one go around in this world and you might as well hit with the hardest punch cause you will die in the end. It will happen. It's just a matter of how many people you take down with you. So might as well make it big.
Maybe it was also the fact that at the end the two brothers knew that it was over and took on the town. There was no coming out of this. Just do as much damage as possible and leave your mark. People were talking about them now. People knew about them in other states. They started something big. But their time was done here. Frustration and realization in one minute. The others had to get out and if it took them going down for one last stand, they would do it. One last stand.
Plus the Cuban guy speaks Spanish to the Russian guy. And the Russian guy speaks to him back in Russian.
That's just funny. - T
michele gets rebellious:
There’s a lot of different definitions of cult films but for this we decided to go off the list on Wiki. Which is a good thing, because I get to write about one of the coolest, most underrated movies of all time:
Oh yea. Teens gone wild. Matt Dillon. Need I say more?
I do? Ok.
Scenario: A planned community is built. Think Stepford community. Perfect little suburb, away from all the other dirty little suburbs. Everything you need in one place. Or is it? Because while the adults seem to have decent jobs and lives - lives which include pretty much ignoring their children while trying to make their little slice of heaven attractive to investors - the kids are kind of bored. And what to do bored teenagers in the late 1970's do? Or hell, any era. That’s right, they turn to the holy grail of sex, drugs and rock and roll.
Well, I don’t remember a lot of sex in this movie, but I do remember the drugs and rock and roll. Ramones and Cheap Trick on the sound track. Evil, evil marijuana being passed around and chased down with booze. And everyone knows that the rock music and the maryjane will turn any normal, suburban kid into a ticking time bomb of petulance, anger and rebellion. Really. You didn’t know that? See, this movie doesn’t just entertain. It teaches.
Eventually the booze and drugs and boredom lead to anger. And anger leads to violence. See Yoda had it only half right. Anger may lead to hate and suffering and all, but if you grew up in a stagnant, sterile suburb, then you know that anger leads to violence. Ok, we’re not talking about blowing up a Death Star here. Maybe breaking a few windows, stuff like that. But in this community, that’s almost like destroying Aalderan. Parents looking at their kids like “why the fuck did you do that? We gave you everything you wanted!” And the kids looking at their parents like “But we just wanted your attention, man!” Yea, that screws up my Star Wars analogy, but I’m really fucking tired tonight. Insomnia is a bitch. It makes me screw up my metaphors and it makes me remember scenes in movies that weren’t really there, like Matt Dillon standing up at the meeting in the rec hall and saying DO IT FOR JOHNNY!
Did not happen.
But what did happen was someone got shot. Because really, the movie would have went nowhere if the worst these kids could muster up was some underage drinking and a few broken windows. But the kids get really super pissed when they find out that the town wants to sell the land their rec center is on to some investors to make an industrial park or something. The rec center is all they have. And that place even closes at 6. So without it, there would just be more hours in a day for the kids to fuck off and well, it won’t be long before the cans of piss beer turn into bottles of gin and the nickel bags turn into lines of coke and the broken windows become, hell, I don’t know. Drive by shootings. There ya go.
Of course it all comes to a head and it’s parents vs. kids vs. the community planners vs. kids vs. society vs. growth vs. parents.....well, it’s just a big old gang bang of conflict going on here.
But Matt Dillon.
He’s the reason you need to watch this. The whole teen rebellion thing is kind of cool and the soundtrack is awesome and there’s a bunch of conflict and drama and all, but...Matt Dillon. He was 14 when he made this movie. I was 16 when it came out. This was my first taste of Matt. Before he made it with Tatum O’Neal in Little Darlings. Before he played the bully in My Bodyguard. Before Dally.
I spent many a night thinking about how I’d show Matt Dillon some of my own brand of teen rebellion.
Forget the social commentary here. Forget the lessons about suburban sprawl or paying attention to your children’s needs or greed or the inner turmoil of the youth of America.
Matt Dillon uttering the infamous line: “A kid who tells on another kid is a dead kid.”
So fucking cool.
Hey, I was 16. At that age, you’re allowed to think Matt Dillon in a half shirt is cool.
Now it’s one of those movies I’ll watch just to remember how cool it was to watch it the first time.
And to make sure he doesn’t really say DO IT FOR JOHNNY in that one scene. Maybe he says “NOOOOOOOOOOOO!.”
My god, I need sleep. -M
So that's our take on cult films. Personally, I am not sure mine is really a cult film, but whatever. It was in the cult film database so I snagged it.
These are ours. What are yours?
Turtle and Michele have formed a cult of their own. But there will be no movies.