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Double Feature: Road House - Patreon Version

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Skyruff

In short, you and the review sites agree. The remake has some wonderful technical items but overall a lessor overall movie. The first one suffers from lower budget and 80s items such as the ever perfect mullet., but was a better overall story arch. Neither winning an academy award for acting. My personal theory is that in the remake Dalton has trouble with his dark side because he struggles with the fact that his sister is a better actor then he is. hehehe

Joe D. MacGuffinstuff

Good call George, I've heard the story of Ken Rex McElroy but I didn't even think of that connection. But just a few other things I noticed rewatching this (original, I'm about to watch the remake for the first time), one is that, just as I was thinking how this movie reminds me of From Dusk Till Dawn, just the whole crazy roadhouse vibe, the band playing during the opening credits, well the singer at least, was in From Dusk Till Dawn (which you gotta see, it's Roadhouse on tequila and bad acid, it's completely bonkers but I love it). Oh, yeah I wanted to mention that I saw Benny Urquidez credited for the stunts, George you caught that, but Benny "The Jet" Urquidez was known to me as a kickboxing champion back in the 80s, never knew he worked in Hollywood. One thing that made me laugh, just as the monster truck was about to smash the Ford dealership I was thinking how much the place looked like California and just then in the back of the shot for an instant you can see a highway sign pointing to Los Angeles and Bakersfield lol, oops

droodly

Just realized we saw the actor who played Ben Brandt before in The Big Short. He played one of the douchey mortgage brokers in Florida that said "I was a bartender. Now I own a boat!". I hope he's always typecast as a rich sleazeball in FL that has a boat.

Gary Fixler

I can partly answer the peak physical condition thing, which is laughable now, because I'm so ridiculously fat and out of shape these days, but 30 years ago in high school - and I mentioned this a bit (I think?) in a Ted Lasso comment section (re: them working out to the point of throwing up) - I had a completely psycho soccer coach who had us work out to insane levels, like 8+ hour practices, 7 days a week, starting months before the other schools (beginning of summer break - my whole summer was soccer practice). Wind sprints, "Indian" runs (last guy sprints to the front), burpees, miles of through-the-woods track runs, hundreds upon hundreds of pushups and situps (always sets of 50, and we'd do them a few times an hour) every practice, 30 second breaks every hour or so for water, go to the woods if you need to throw up and hurry back. Psycho, but we did win the state champ twice, and almost a third time. I was a chubby, slow, computer-programmer freshman, and somewhere in that same year, he had me beat a 5-minute mile (4:58), and I'd never run in any way before. I remember laying on my stomach on the floor watching TV, and mom asked me to get the mail, and I did a push up into a standing position, like a perfectly rigid plank; I could push hard enough to throw myself vertical, without bending my legs or body. That one shocked me. I couldn't believe I could just do that now. Then I took off sprinting through the woods to our far-away mailbox (we lived in the middle of nowhere - driveway was 1000ft long). I ran everywhere, because it just felt wonderful. The biggest thing I remember was pure comfort. I didn't really think about my body at all, because every part of it just radiated good feeling, like being in a warm bath. Temperature did nothing. If it was very cold, or too hot, I felt exactly the same, because my body was incredible at regulating. Every position was comfortable, for any length of time. I remember watching a presentation, standing with my feet about shoulder-width apart, arms folded, standing at the back of an auditorium, for maybe 2 hours, and I never moved. I didn't shift my weight, like I constantly do now, because my feet and ankles get sore. I didn't change positions. I was like a statue, or a Tower of London guard. That also surprised me. About an hour in, I thought "Wow, I haven't moved a muscle in, like, an hour." I could also literally fall in a pile and go right to sleep, and wake up in that same pile, legs and arms however they landed, no soreness. That amazes me now to think back on. Another thing I remember was that I had to eat certain things at certain times, or I was a mess. Like right now, I need an apple, or I'm going to pass out, but if I eat a donut instead, I'm going to be suffering for hours, in weird, confusing ways, like my body is shutting down or something. I just knew what to eat and when to eat it, no planning. My body told me apples, salads, fruit. Also, only water. I only drink Diet Coke now - I'm addicted - but back then, being in such incredible shape (actually too thin - my eye sockets and cheeks were sunken in, and you could see all my ribs), I couldn't stand anything but water, and actually craved water. It felt delicious. These days, my body just says: donuts, pizza, potato chips, more... I surprised myself soon after, as a college freshman, just sitting, legs crossed, on the floor, and I suddenly felt like I could lift myself into a handstand, so I just did. It was something I'd never tried before, but I put my hands to the sides, pushed butt and folded legs off the floor, rolled upside down, and unfolded my legs to straight above me. The whole time I was thinking "OMGOMG I'm doing it." I could just do things. On the flip side, I stopped the constant working out in college, but my appetite remained, so I went from 173lbs to 255lbs that year (I'm 6' tall). After college, I did Atkins, while at my first job, and dropped 70lbs in 3 months, not even trying (that never worked again, sadly, although it may have been a good chunk of muscle, too). I remember being at work one day, and standing up to go to the bathroom, and I underestimated my weight (to George's question), and literally jumped in the air. It very confusing as it was happening, and I had to catch myself on my desk as I came down. I was only trying to stand up, but forgot I didn't have 70 additional pounds around my middle, because I'd been very overweight for years at that point.

Simone's Coconut Squire

The blind singer in the original is Jeff Healey, another fine Canadian

Simone's Coconut Squire

Speaking of movies, actors, and bouncers, Mr. T got his start as a bouncer and actually got kind of famous for doing it. Whenever he'd throw someone out, he'd take their gold chain, leading to his iconic look.