Sunday 27 May 2007

I read the news today, oh boy...

Why I love the movies...oh, where to begin.

It's Brando screaming Stella,
Deniro begging to know why
Pacino screaming Attica
and Big Jack slapping Faye.

It's Scarlett swearing to God,
Olivier channeling the bard,
It's Brucie dying hard,
John McCabe and his cards.

It’s Bette preparing for a bumpy night
Ossie begging Spike to just do right
It’s Gillis face down in the pool
It’s Johnny as Jack, acting the fool

It's Dickie and Liz wondering Who's Afraid
Buster Keaton after the train
Cary Grant and the bi-plane
Gene Kelly in the rain.

It's Jean-Pierre Leaud on the beach
Belmondo and Seberg strutting the street
Totoro in his tree
Redmond Barry losing Nora Brady

It's Jimmy Cagney, top of the world
Bogart giving up the girl
It's Gable without his vest
Walken's Russian roulette

It's Almodovar and his mother
Sarah Miles taking a lover
It's Robert Mitchum's LOVE and HATE
Bonnie, Clyde and their grizzly fate

It's Leo and Kate on a sinking ship
Dave Bowman on one crazy trip
It’s Monty Clift just trying to fit in
It’s a fellowship escorting a ring.

It’s Batty saving Deckard
Spielberg and his shark
It’s Jimmy Dean being torn apart
Fredo breaking Michael's heart

Elias on his knees, arms in the air
It’s Greta Garbo’s icy stare.
Audrey learning to be Fair.
Mowgli, Bagheera and the bear

It’s Kate and Henry signing a generation off,
The lion king being held aloft
Charlie Chaplin eating his boots
Luke Skywalker discovering his roots.

It’s three men waiting for a train
Mr. Orange in a world of pain
Henry taking Karen in the Copa
In Harman’s Head with Pyle and Joker

It's Han Solo to the rescue
Charlie Kane in Xanadu
Stallone knowing he'll lose
Jack Lemmon on the booze.

It’s Jimmy Stewart’s wonderful life
The Red Shoes on the queen of Fife
Fitzgerald's steamboat coming out of the river
Marilyn Burns' wails of fear

It’s Fay Wray in the hands of the ape
Christopher Reeve adorned in the cape
Sheen slaying Brando to the wails of the Lizard King
It’s Norma Jean’s skirt blowing in the wind

It's John Wayne in the doorway
Lee Marvin walking the halls
Arnie cutting out his eye
That bridge over the Kwai

It's a massacre on the Odessa steps
A boy's blind faith creating a bell
Travis Bickle's own personal hell
Sam the Lion's great lament

It's Wilder and Diamond letting us know that nobodies perfect,
Woody Allen's sex with someone he loves,
It's Ingmar Bergman saying with silence, what so many can't say with words.

It's train pulling into a station
D.W Griffith, birthing a nation
Federico Fellini's Dolce Vita
Satyajit Ray's Aparajito

It's T.E Lawrence, robed in white
Marty and Sissy dancing in the night
It's Henry Jones Jr. with eyes tight shut
It's an eyeball, about to be cut

It's Pontecarvo's Algiers
Robert Dupea shedding a tear
It's Brando and Schneider on a last tango
The showdown for Blondie, Angel Eyes and Tuco

It's a blind man on the edge of the cliff
Bethel in awe of Hendrix's riffs
Ripley, Bishop, Newt and Hicks
Winslet, Lynskey and a brick

It's Stern typing Schindler's List
The five booming notes of the mothership
It's Richie Tenenbaum slicing his wrists
The Conquistador's emerging from out of the mist

It's Edwin S. Porter's great train robbery
Alan Shepard going into orbit
It's over 100 years of history
From George Melies' Voyage to the Moon
To Eddie Murphy's Norbit