Two-Lane Blacktop
During the mid-seventys I grew up with my best friends dad being a dragracer, two doors down was a patch wearing biker, and across the street from him was a car customizer, a world of wheels type...We would always be coming home from a race, event, show, or the beach in the back of a drunk mans pickup. AM blaring and the wife screaming, the 8 or so of us hanging on and loving every second of it...Around that time of playboys and minibikes, we watched a movie on tv. I have always brought it up as one of my favorites. A movie that I never could forget, but could never remember. Last night I finally sat down and watched it again after 30 years.
With the bombardment of info today, I wonder what kids get that I got...
11 comments:
Love Warren Oates. The scene where he's talking to the girl whiles she's all passed out about flying off into orbit is one of the greatest ever put to film. Religious experience.
I rented this from Best Place Ever about a year and a half ago. I've been working through a road movie obsession: Easy Rider (of course,) Vanishing Point, Dirty Mary Crazy Larry. Might need to rent Roadside Prophets soon, I haven't seen that in years.
This movie fucking rules, thanks for the post, cool pic.
...thats one of the best movies ever!!!
My dad had it on VHS when I was a kid...I used to love that shit.
"Make it three yards, motherfucker, and you've got yourself an automobile race!"
I just hope some dick doesn't do a shitty remake of Two Lane like they did with Death Race 2000. Fuggin sacrelig.
I believe everyone's dead now - except for James Taylor.
I still want to know why that dude has hard boiled eggs with him...
That same shoebox was rolled by none other than Harrison Ford in American Graffiti... well, it was a double. The original is still around... http://kathyschrock.net/graffiti/55.htm Pretty rad! Larry from PA
That was James fucking TAYLOR! Every musician does at least one cool thing in his career and Two Lane Blacktop was it for Mr. Fire And Rain.
flash back city - oh man, i remember sneaking into the living room to watch this...back then the only TV in the house was in the living room and my parents were pretty strict about me watching this type of stuff...having a 1%'er who just got back from Nam living next door was bad enough..as I was hanging around him trying to get in on the rebuild of his pan..
he was my "god o cool" and let me sweep the garage and gave me empty bottles for the deposit money... I've always attributed my interest in bikes to his early influence..fucking a
simpler times
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