"Why shouldn't I work for the N.S.A.? That's a tough one, but I'll give it a shot. Say I'm working at N.S.A. Somebody puts a code on my desk, something nobody else can break. So I take a shot at it and maybe I break it. And I'm real happy with myself, 'cause I did my job well. But maybe that code was the location of some rebel army in North Africa or the Middle East. Once they have that location, they bomb the village where the rebels were hiding and fifteen hundred people I never had a problem with get killed. Now the politicians are sayin', "Send in the marines to secure the area" 'cause they don't give a shit. It won't be their kid over there, gettin' shot. Just like it wasn't them when their number was called, 'cause they were pullin' a tour in the National Guard. It'll be some guy from Southie takin' shrapnel in the ass. And he comes home to find that the plant he used to work at got exported to the country he just got back from. And the guy who put the shrapnel in his ass got his old job, 'cause he'll work for fifteen cents a day and no bathroom breaks. Meanwhile my buddy from Southie realizes the only reason he was over there was so we could install a government that would sell us oil at a good price. And of course the oil companies used the skirmish to scare up oil prices so they could turn a quick buck. A cute little ancillary benefit for them but it ain't helping my buddy at two-fifty a gallon. And naturally they're takin' their sweet time bringin' the oil back, and maybe even took the liberty of hiring an alcoholic skipper who likes to drink martinis and play slalom with the icebergs, and it ain't too long 'til he hits one, spills the oil and kills all the sea life in the North Atlantic. So my buddy's out of work and he can't afford to drive, so he's got to walk to the job interviews, which sucks 'cause the shrapnel in his ass is givin' him chronic hemorrhoids. And meanwhile he's starvin' 'cause every time he tries to get a bite to eat the only blue plate special they're servin' is North Atlantic scrod with Quaker State. So what do I think? I'm holdin' out for somethin' better. Why not just shoot my buddy, take his job and give it to his sworn enemy, hike up gas prices, bomb a village, club a baby seal, hit the hash pipe and join the National Guard? I could be elected president."
"I'll be all around in the dark - I'll be everywhere. Wherever you can look - wherever there's a fight, so hungry people can eat, I'll be there. Wherever there's a cop beatin' up a guy, I'll be there. I'll be in the way guys yell when they're mad. I'll be in the way kids laugh when they're hungry and they know supper's ready, and when the people are eatin' the stuff they raise and livin' in the houses they build - I'll be there, too"
Film 20pts:
Character 20pts:
Actor 20 pts:
Author of book screenplay was based upon50pts:
Songwriter singer and name of the song in tribute to character released 51 years after movie was made 100 pts
apologis for the scatter-gun answers, kept poppin into my head. when i first heard that album I had never seen the movie so going back to listen was interestin.
I'm off for some shut eye... big day tomorrow, I'll leave you with a doozie
An American with Russian Jewish parents played a french officer in a film directed by a man who directed a previous film staring the same american actor which was ghost written by one of the 'Hollywood Ten...' (HUAC)
An American with Russian Jewish parents played a french officer in a film directed by a man who directed a LATER film staring the same american actor which was ghost written by one of the 'Hollywood Ten...' (HUAC)
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Correctomundo to the bloke from the wild North :-)
Didn't you see my post (earlier?)
"Why shouldn't I work for the N.S.A.? That's a tough one, but I'll give it a shot. Say I'm working at N.S.A. Somebody puts a code on my desk, something nobody else can break. So I take a shot at it and maybe I break it. And I'm real happy with myself, 'cause I did my job well. But maybe that code was the location of some rebel army in North Africa or the Middle East. Once they have that location, they bomb the village where the rebels were hiding and fifteen hundred people I never had a problem with get killed. Now the politicians are sayin', "Send in the marines to secure the area" 'cause they don't give a shit. It won't be their kid over there, gettin' shot. Just like it wasn't them when their number was called, 'cause they were pullin' a tour in the National Guard. It'll be some guy from Southie takin' shrapnel in the ass. And he comes home to find that the plant he used to work at got exported to the country he just got back from. And the guy who put the shrapnel in his ass got his old job, 'cause he'll work for fifteen cents a day and no bathroom breaks. Meanwhile my buddy from Southie realizes the only reason he was over there was so we could install a government that would sell us oil at a good price. And of course the oil companies used the skirmish to scare up oil prices so they could turn a quick buck. A cute little ancillary benefit for them but it ain't helping my buddy at two-fifty a gallon. And naturally they're takin' their sweet time bringin' the oil back, and maybe even took the liberty of hiring an alcoholic skipper who likes to drink martinis and play slalom with the icebergs, and it ain't too long 'til he hits one, spills the oil and kills all the sea life in the North Atlantic. So my buddy's out of work and he can't afford to drive, so he's got to walk to the job interviews, which sucks 'cause the shrapnel in his ass is givin' him chronic hemorrhoids. And meanwhile he's starvin' 'cause every time he tries to get a bite to eat the only blue plate special they're servin' is North Atlantic scrod with Quaker State. So what do I think? I'm holdin' out for somethin' better. Why not just shoot my buddy, take his job and give it to his sworn enemy, hike up gas prices, bomb a village, club a baby seal, hit the hash pipe and join the National Guard? I could be elected president."
movie 10 points
actor 10 points
four other actors in the movie—5 points each
Dunno the rest.
Film 20pts:
Character 20pts:
Actor 20 pts:
Author of book screenplay was based upon50pts:
Songwriter singer and name of the song in tribute to character released 51 years after movie was made 100 pts
henry fonda
john steinbeck
Author: Steinbeck
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100% The flying offal pudding
50% the bits the offal pudding came from
;-)
apologis for the scatter-gun answers, kept poppin into my head. when i first heard that album I had never seen the movie so going back to listen was interestin.
good one.
An American with Russian Jewish parents played a french officer in a film directed by a man who directed a previous film staring the same american actor which was ghost written by one of the 'Hollywood Ten...' (HUAC)
The Two films 10 points each
The Actor 20 points
The Director 20 points
The screenwriter 100 pts
Dunno
(Night! I still have to email Cath!)
An American with Russian Jewish parents played a french officer in a film directed by a man who directed a LATER film staring the same american actor which was ghost written by one of the 'Hollywood Ten...' (HUAC)
Only fair I give you a clue...
The end scenes in both films featured executions