Many like everyone, but mostly comedy, anything Tarantino, Brit humor, documentaries, intense war stuff...just not comic book, mythical or fantasy stuff. Not interested at all in that genre. I'd pic a good documentary over a movie any and every day though. The last movie I remember watching and being thoroughly impressed with was ex machina late last year on Netflix. Late to the game but it kept me entertained and tuned in.
I have. BIG fan of Peter Jacksons work. I know A LOT about WW2, but definitely learned in knew next to nothing about WW1 and the aftermath.
Good deal. I thought it was ****ing amazing. eta: recently learned that the title is taken from a Roald Dahl (WWII flying ace, author of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory and many others) short story.
Yup. I have the book Over to You. It has 8 or 9 stories, and all very fascinating for a rabid WW2 history buff.
I don't remember the proper Brit system of military rank, but he was a general badass. I've only read a couple of those stories, thanks, gonna check that book out
Agreed. I've seen Urban Cowboy probably 100 times, but I grew up in Pasadena and just like seeing what it used to look like back when I was like 5.
Yall were talking about UC the other day in some thread about Gilley's or something, and that's what reminded me that I've never seen it all. If my dad was still around I could ask him and get the proper 70/80's take on that scene.
Titanic God Father - attempted but could not get into it Matrix - attempted but could not get into it
It took me a decade to finally make it through those terrible movies and spoiler... they changed the ****ing ending no twist just happy fatbody hobbits.
Spoiler: 4th stanza "For the Fallen"by Laurence Binyon (First published in The Times, 21 Sept. 1914) With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children, England mourns for her dead across the sea. Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit, Fallen in the cause of the free. Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres, There is music in the midst of desolation And a glory that shines upon our tears. They went with songs to the battle, they were young, Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow. They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted; They fell with their faces to the foe. They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old: Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. At the going down of the sun and in the morning We will remember them. They mingle not with their laughing comrades again; They sit no more at familiar tables of home; They have no lot in our labour of the day-time; They sleep beyond England's foam. But where our desires are and our hopes profound, Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight, To the innermost heart of their own land they are known As the stars are known to the Night; As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust, Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain; As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness, To the end, to the end, they remain. https://www.bl.uk/collection-items/manuscript-of-for-the-fallen-by-laurence-binyon
