Posted on 10/25/2006 11:22:48 PM PDT by John Carey
This is a story about “Secondhand Lions,” (2003) a largely forgotten movie. And my Dad and Ian Fleming (circa 1959).
Ian Fleming wrote the James Bond 007 stories. My Dad is nobody. Except to Ian and me he is a gigantic hero.
We first meet the film’s main protagonists when they fly a biplane under a freeway overpass and set off a trooper’s radar gun.
Then a long forgotten (and disrespected) female relative brings a nine year old over to dump him. One oldster says to the other: “You order a whore?” She disturbs them while they are trying to gun down a giant catfish with shotguns.
This is not a P.C. movie, ladies. Bill Clinton take cover. This is a movie about men. And old men: the worst kind.
When the young kid arrives, he is descended upon by dogs and pigs. He says “Good doggie” to a pig. He is a dweeb.
He overhears one of his “uncles” say to his Mom, “Your God Damn Son is a Weenie.”
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Next time I watch this movie it will be with a fresh perspective!!
WOW! I loved it! Made me think of Dad!
This is a great movie. One of the few I know of that can be watched, with profit, every 60 days. It was filmed about 50 miles from my home and the folks here have just that outlook on life.
Wow! Great memories of Fleming! I can read and re-read him and the enjoyment never flags. Wonderful column! Kudos and FReegards!
Didn't I just read where that kid from the movie just got his second DUI? If he don't quit drinking he is going to see dead people.
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Hub's speech to a young hood (after he grudgingly accepts Garth's recommendation not to kill him):
I'm Hub McCann. I've fought in two World Wars and countless smaller ones on three continents. I led thousands of men into battle with everything from horses and swords to artillery and tanks. I've seen the headwaters of the Nile, and tribes of natives no white man had ever seen before. I've won and lost a dozen fortunes, killed many men and loved only one woman with a passion a flea like you could never begin to understand. That's who I am. Now, go home, boy!
Somewhere, at any hour of the day or night, there is a Michael Cain movie playing on TV.
I loved that movie. My daugter and I saw it together at a friend's house, and it touched us both deeply. I give it a 10!
I just read your excerpt and have no idea what it was trying to convey. A bunch of disjointed sentences that sound like they were written by somebody on acid.
What the heck?
CHILL OUT!
This movie is one of my all-time favorites. Whereabouts do you live, and how much do houses go for out there?
Added bonus for me... a friend of mine provided two of the horses that were used in the movie.
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