I think two are in national archives, one is owned by CBS (or is it NBC?), and one is in the possession of the Peckinpah estate. It's the last one that I think Criterion should release as an extra. I think both Weddle and Seydor had access to it for stills in their books.
Hey, a buddy sent me a copy of The Westerner episode "Jeff" (written and directed by Peckinpah) in which the hero encounters a former sweetheart working as a prostitute in a seedy border brothel, and she eventually refuses to leave with him, telling him that she actually loves her sad, miserable life. Warren Oates plays a drunk layabout. Lovely, bleak stuff. It wouldn't be out of place as a Deadwood plot, and it's a wonder that it aired on tv back in the '60s.
Warren Oates plays a drunk layabout.
Heh. Outside of STRIPES, BLUE THUNDER and DILLINGER, when didn't he? Mostly kidding, but boy talk about your early type-casting.
Still, part of me will always think of Warren Oates as "our big toe".
Heh. Outside of STRIPES, BLUE THUNDER and DILLINGER, when didn't he? Mostly kidding, but boy talk about your early type-casting.
Sometimes he played a coked-out layabout. And sometimes an existential cockfighter. Who's also drunk. And lazy. Must be something about that face.
but boy talk about your early type-casting
Can anyone say, "R. Lee Ermey"?
Boy, he could have ruled in the role of a romantic comedy lead! Especially if it's a romantic comedy about angry, anal-retentive ex-Marines who shout a lot.
Can anyone say, "R. Lee Ermey"?
Boy, he could have ruled in the role of a romantic comedy lead! Especially if it's a romantic comedy about angry, anal-retentive ex-Marines who shout a lot.
Loves me some Gunney.
I finally saw Ray last night. Jamie Foxx killed me. I was in tears at every flash back scene.
What is your major malfunction, numbnuts!?!??!?
I love the guy and his particular schtick. But man, I CAN'T STAND Full Metal Jacket. It disturbs me. That and the fact that it's almost two distinct films jars the hell out of me.
Meet-cute at 0900, maggot! Followed by hours of wacky misunderstandings! DID YOU HEAR ME! WACKIER! WACKIER! YOUR MOTHER ISN'T HERE TO HELP YOU, SWEETHEART! You have until 1800 hours to achieve monkey love, and when I say monkey love, I expect MONKEY LOVE!