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I just saw Crossroads yesterday again, for the first time in a couple of years, and I have to tell you people: this has got to be the coolest movie ever made. I mean, it's a movie with Ralph Machio in it, and you don't think about The Karate Kid trilogy not even once. Willie Brown saying "let me be", the Lighting Kid becoming a true bluesman after that perfomance in the "negro" (word used in context, of course) joint and then loosing the girl the next day. The spine-chilling meeting with Legba/Scratch at the crossroads. The guittar duel against Steve Vai in Hell Club, won with the graces of Moz-fucking-art. THE SOUND TRACK, goddamnit, THE SOUND TRACK.
"I know I'm not supposed to feel sorry by myself, and I know you've been through shit a thousand times worse than me... but I'll miss her".
"The blues ain't nothin' but a good man feelin' bad, thinkin' 'bout the woman he once was with".
"Muddy Water invented eletricity".
"Hell hounds on your trail, boy, hell hounds on your trail".
"Do you know the language I'm speaking?"
"That ain't no reason to break a deal".
"Hush, hush, somebody's calling my name".
"I'm giving you all the magic I have left".
Personally, I think there's NO WAY someone can argue with me when I say this movie is the paragon of cool, but since this is Barbelith, a place of unrelenting, unforgiving free speech, I dare you people to come up with a cooler movie (and I don't mean better, or more entertaining, or more meaningful, or more mind-shattering. I mean cooler).
Or just admit I'm unarguebly right, whatever suits ya... |
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