his first one - play misty for me.

if you write his name in capital letters, it looks like CUNT EASTWOOD.

and Scorcese has NEVER acted with an Urang-u-tang

can't go wrong with Clint. as actor or director (fucking Bridges of Madison County most certainly excepted). or preferably both.

CLINT EASTWOOD

CUNT EASTWOOD

September you win a Mars Bar for naming his first film correctly.
Its in the mail.

Daryl you get an encouragement sticker.

who would you bed angus, sondra locke or the monkey? you can't have both.

say the monkey! say the monkey!

CLINT'S CRAZY BARGAINS

CUNT'S CRAZY BARGAINS

You can go wrong with Clint: True Crime. The Dead Pool. Mystic River.

CLINT EASTWOOD
CUNT EASTWOOD

right turn, clyde - oh, do right turn!

Damn. Trust september to be the devil's advocate... sondra locke or the monkey, hmmm....

I'd say Sondra. She's purdy.

but Pale Rider = yardstick western. even as a massive lee marvin fan.

CLINTON

CUNTON

THE DEAD POOL !!!

The Dead Pool rulez like a monster!

It does not. it bites like a chihuahua.

KEN KUNNINGTON

KEN KUNTINGTON

N doesn't look like a T the way LI looks like a U.

you lose.

the gauntlet was a shocker

BADALEX said 28 days ago:
Gran Torino is the best movie I've seen in a long time by the by.

reason enough to put you on dickhead.

now log in and call me a whore/slapper/drunk tart.

clint eastwood's last good film was bridges of madison county.

i watched ''high plains drifter'' again the other night. now there's a brilliant movie. four and a half stars.

recently saw coogan's bluff. the baddies are dangerous LSD addicts. clint plays laconic cop/swordsman.

i've seen Play Misty For Me twice on foxtel recently, Clint as a radio dj who's sleeping with a woman who, wait for it, turns out to be a total psycho. i think he slaps her or punches her at some point during the movie. i've seen it twice and i can't remember - i think she may have been wearing just a bedsheet at the time.

BA doesn't know what he's talking about - Every Which Way But Loose is by far Clint's best movie.

I saw Changeling last week. It's been on my mind all week so it's obviously made an impression on me. good film Clint.

yeah he gives her a touch up. and don't forget the exaggerated gay character.

Clint: Jay Jay, why don't you go cruise some sailors, huh?

Jay Jay: Oh please, don't mention seafood.

ah, the 1970s.

i'm sitting here trying to do Clint's 'teeth-clenched cringe' that merges into 'mad-eyed glare'

Fuck I loved Gran Torino. Saw it a few days ago. Brilliant. Can't wait to see it again.

I'm ashamed to say that Unforgiven and Mystic River are the only films he's directed that I've seen. Really wanna see all the recent stuff. Incredible how prolific he is considering he's pushing 80.

Gran Torino should be on DVD soon. I'll be purchasing it.

Gran torino ruled.

Shame about all the religious overtones though.

yeah great film.
watched unforgiven on blu-ray the other day. when he walks into the saloon in the end game scene, yeah it's still amazing that shot of him standing in the doors. on blu ray it's real dark.

i recently spent a day being sick inside.

i have a new house mate who owns all of his old westerns..

i watched each one chronologically for a whole day.

it was AWESOME.

gotta get pale rider and high plains drifter. hope they are on blue ray. malpaso// clint westerns..been too long. then I'll have another look at the spags but saw them recently anyway...need the lush photography of the malpaso clint ones..

i dig the outlaw josey wales as well

i heard there was three kinds of sun in kansas - sunshine, sunflowers and sons of bitches

outlaw josey wales in another. awesome.

Saw his latest film Invictus last night.

Piece of Shit.

Good performances, particularly from Matt Damon, but what a terrible script and pulling at the heart strings. Watching the Rugby on screen was even more boring that watching it being played out in real time.

DON'T SEE IT.

it pains me to say this but i reckon he's lost it.

Pretty decent feature:

After a few years, bored and ready to jump, Eastwood received a strange, derivative script by a man named Sergio Leone. It was titled “The Magnificent Stranger” and was an obvious remake of “Yojimbo,” Akira Kurosawa’s bloody but funny 1961 samurai classic. Leone was a second-unit director in Italy who was obsessed with America. He was convinced that the classic Western had turned what was historically a remorseless struggle for commercial dominance into a moralized battle between good and evil. Leone wanted literally to demoralize the Western. He took the deep syntax of the genre (the bare streets, the stare-downs and sudden draws, the high body counts), raised it to the surface, and dropped almost everything else. “A Fistful of Dollars,” as “Stranger” was eventually titled, and its more entertaining sequels, “For a Few Dollars More” and “The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly,” was knowing parody, and Eastwood, with his minimalist technique, fit perfectly into the style of unyielding absurdism.

www.newyorker.com/reporting/2010/03/08/100308fa_fact_denby