My Ten Most Iconic Movie Bits
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These are the ten movie clips that are always playing in my head, the ones that I don’t feel I’d be the same me without, my cine-DNA, I suppose. But, no, these clips aren’t necessarily the most iconic from all of film. There’s no “You had me at hello” or “Make my day” or “Of all the gin joints” or “I’m walking here”-stuff. All of which is cool and great, of course (here for more like that). Just, that’s stuff I watched, not stuff that part of me’s always trying to live. If that can make any sense. And, yeah, only one of them’s as recent as 2000, looks like. I guess the stuff that’s going to be formative has to kind of hit you when you’re formativing. Makes a certain kind of sense. I guess a kind of sister-post to this would be the one I did on music, “Look What the Cat Dragged In.” ( and, these are mostly scrounged clips, so, if you notice one’s showing up dead, maybe drop a comment, let me know? thanks ) Tell me about it, stud This is probably the clip that’s ruined me the most. Looking back on just about every decision I’ve ever made, this is pretty much responsible. Come with me if you want to live Every time I write, this is exactly the moment I’m reaching for. Seriously. Every. Single. Time. I’ll make you famous I wanted both for him to make me famous and to . . . → → →
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These are the ten movie clips that are always playing in my head, the ones that I don’t feel I’d be the same me without, my cine-DNA, I suppose. But, no, these clips aren’t necessarily the most iconic from all of film. There’s no “You had me at hello” or “Make my day” or “Of all the gin joints” or “I’m walking here”-stuff. All of which is cool and great, of course (here for more like that). Just, that’s stuff I watched, not stuff that part of me’s always trying to live. If that can make any sense. And, yeah, only one of them’s as recent as 2000, looks like. I guess the stuff that’s going to be formative has to kind of hit you when you’re formativing. Makes a certain kind of sense. I guess a kind of sister-post to this would be the one I did on music, “Look What the Cat Dragged In.” ( and, these are mostly scrounged clips, so, if you notice one’s showing up dead, maybe drop a comment, let me know? thanks ) Tell me about it, stud This is probably the clip that’s ruined me the most. Looking back on just about every decision I’ve ever made, this is pretty much responsible. Come with me if you want to live Every time I write, this is exactly the moment I’m reaching for. Seriously. Every. Single. Time. I’ll make you famous I wanted both for him to make me famous and to . . . → → →
Published on March 18, 2013 06:55
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