I heard that you like the bad girls, honey, is that true?

[sovay]

I may be toast at the end of this week, but I would not trade the gorgeous double feature of David Lynch's Blue Velvet (1986) and Wild at Heart (1990) with which rushthatspeaks and I wound it up. Late to the party, I saw Hoosiers (1986) for the equally first time last month and Dennis Hopper at the top of his game really could do anything. We were passing Porter Square afterward when we saw a loose collection of action along the sidewalk that turned out to be a troop of redcoats marching down Massachusetts Avenue, presumably on their way to fight Lexington. Thanks to the street we lived on in my childhood, my very favorite iteration of Paul Revere's ride was the year in which, instead of clattering under the window shouting per usual, he came in a truck and explained his horse had broken down. No kings.

Comments

[kaffy_r]

I'm happy to hear that you have seen these movies. I haven't yet, probably because I'm spending too much time with anime and fanfic. I'm a little bit ashamed. Just a little, mind you.

The redcoats ... oh, right; there was an anniversary of Revere's ride, if I recall. That would be big in your neck of the woods.

No kings

Damn straight. I'm listening to the recording of Bernie's and AOC's "Fighting Oligarchy" tour stop, this one in Missoula, Montana on the 16th. I don't care how many times I hear them, I don't get tired of the message.

[oracne]

No more kings!

[sabotabby]

Excellent movies.

[gwynnega]

It's been a long time since I've seen Blue Velvet, and I've never seen Wild at Heart. I want to watch more Lynch.

It's so cool you're close to the reenactments, even if they're a little more on-point at present than one would wish. No kings!

[selkie]

No kings, no tyrants, no Nazis at Logan goddamn airport or any other, amen v'amen.

[movingfinger]

Patriots' Day! Talking to my mother, who grew up in Medford, she tells me that they used to have a big parade with bands and speeches in Medford Square when she was a girl (that would be somewhere in the 30's to early 40's), and some fellow would ride in on a horse, "three sheets to the wind," she said, and get off the horse and bang on the door of a particular house on Main Street. Crowds would come out to watch the whole thing and it was a very big deal, then.

Awww Hoosiers

[jesse_the_k]

....helped cement my position as a sois-disant midwesterner. What a lovely movie that was.

NO KINGS!

[asakiyume]

Recognized your title line instantly ^_^


Thanks to the street we lived on in my childhood, my very favorite iteration of Paul Revere's ride was the year in which, instead of clattering under the window shouting per usual, he came in a truck and explained his horse had broken down. --Love that.

No kings --No kings. (That's the other lino print I want to make)