Peace The Forks Out

to

Garry Marshall

&

The Hunter of Deer

&

Elie Wiesel

&

Mr Killing Fields

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Abbas Kiarostami

the DB Cooper investigation

Nate Thurmond

he kissed spider women

the boss of bosses

Warhol factory photog

straight up punk

the first Lois Lane

Mr Nine West

THE GUY WHO GAVE US THE WICKER MAN!

he was ENTERPRISE-ing

a Prime Minister of France

Pakistan’s Mother Teresa

Eagles player and coach

he was straight up Loonie

Minni miracle man

he-sealed-it

Elvis Presley guitarist

he swam in gene pools

he messed with Howe

he was in The Mummy

Tom Hanks’ mom

Mickey Rooney’s son

she wrote Rebecca 2

she helped books

he owned Baltimore’s Studio 54

NYU’s 13th prez

Spumoni Gardens owner

he raced with Newman’s own

some film processing guy

some country singer

some SNL director

some DJ

some lawyer

some British comedienne

some historian

some actor

some other actor

some other other actor

some other other other actor

some other other other other actor

some Romanian actor

some Senator

some SoCal writer

some Hungarian writer

&

Chief Zee

Peace The Forks Out

to

Mr Surefire

Robin Williams only wanted to make us lauff, but at times his shtick got old, and yet he kept going, and going and going, and then we’d be reminded again and again of juss how much of a manic comic genius he was. For every Patch Adams or Jack or Toys we never saw, there were a zillion performances we did, and relished, and will never soon forget. Robin gave so much of himself, but I guess never got much in return. Behind his smile hid a frown, and for all the smiles he gave us all, it’s our turn to show a frown. Thank you Robin

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peace out to Smoochy as the Thighsmans namesake dishonor for ‘Worstest movie of the year’ award :(

Rush 
Winning Formula One 
Official Website | Trailers & Mo
R | 123 min

I have negative one interest in Formula One racing, and after seeing the Ron Howard directed/Peter Morgan written Rush, I still have negative 1 interest in the ‘sport’, but I have 1293891991321293 positive things to say about their beyond interesting/captivating/thrilling/fun film (same thing happened after I saw the INCREDIBLE doc Senna).  Ya see, skinny car racing is what the film’s rival characters do.  Sure, we root for them to win, but we care more about them as people then we do about thems taking the checkered flagz.  This is what the great sports movies do.  Actual winning is secondary to winning personalities  

The winning dudes are real life F1 racers – icy technical Niki Lauda and playboy pretty boy James Hunt, and they pushed each other to the limit in the mid-seventies, by putting the pedal to the metal, and trash-talking to the mental.  Lauda is embodied by the GREAT GREAT GREAT and vastly underatted and unknown (to Americans) Daniel Brühl, and Hunt by the greatly beautiful Chris Hemsworth, probably handing in his best work to date

Rush is a terrible name for a movie, but that’s eggzactly what the movie felt like and how it was paced – quickly zooming and vrrrrrrrrroooommmmmming us thru the two’s racing origin stories (they started in Formula Three.  hmmm, didn’t even know there were other types of Formula # racingsz), to their extracurricular activities (Hunt’s many c#nts, and Lauda’s main lady – played by the gorgeous Alexandra Maria Lara), to duking it out on the Formula One circuit (focusing mainly on the 1976 season), where it all basically culminates on that one fateful day that would intertwine the two’s lives together forever  

It’s all a GAS GAS GAS, that’s both FAST and FURIOUS, and has more brains AND brawn (and beauty – much WOWsers in the cinematography AND colorist departments!) in one movie than the Fast & Furious series’ has haves over six movies!!!!!!  AND WE LOVE THOSE MOVIES, BUT THEY HAVE MEATHEADS, AND RUSH AS AWESOMEHEADS!!!!!!!!!!!!!  AND THE FORMULA IS SIMPLE… AWESOMEHEADS will ALWAYS be > MEATHEADS!!!

Verdictgo:  Jeepers MOOOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS DEF Worth A Peepers

Race Time Face Time:  Sports Figures Portrayed in Movies

Rush, do not walk to a theater showing this.  it opens today in limited release

and until next thyme the balcony is clothed…

Happy Days are here again

but they never really left, thanks to da derp dee derp da teetley derpee derpee dumb