The Wind.
10.2.2k4
Got a question for y'all: Did you wreck all yr Cat Stevens records, tapes and CDs when he turned out to be some alleged terrorist-sympathizer? I can say that I don't care much for terrorists or zealotry in any form, but back in the days before the name change, old Cat did him some quality recordings. You see "Harold and Maude?" His tunes were featured in that gem. Fact is, every time I hear a Cat Stevens tune I don't think about Osama BL or the El QWeda ... nope ... I think about "Harold and Maude." I think about a young Bud Court banging 80-year-old Ruth Gordon. Here's one of the best scenes:
INT. PRIEST'S OFFICE - DAY
It is the same little old priest we have met earlier.
He sits at his desk and addresses the camera like a TV
audience. A picture of the Pope is over his right
shoulder; a picture of Jesus Christ over his left.
PRIEST
(very reasoned and slow)
Now, Harold, the Church has
nothing against the union of
the old and the young. Each
age has its own beauty. But a
marital union is concerned with
the conjugal rights. And the
procreation of children. I
would be remiss in my duties if
I did not tell you that the
idea of --
(he swallows)
- intercourse - the fact of
your young, firm --
(growing
disturbed)
-- body commingling with the
withered flesh, sagging breasts,
and flabby buttocks - makes me --
(falls apart)
- want to vomit.
Tonight - The El Rio.
Here's tonight's: Find the Reference!
Found the script on the Internet, Granny Fucker!
bye-ee!
whrr ... clik!
Thursday, October 14, 2004
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