tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31270091.post116424864487969897..comments2023-10-24T03:56:31.295-05:00Comments on DC Rock Club: At His Satanic Majesty's RequestJumbo Slicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08525227134450004928noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31270091.post-51654262245690523792009-11-06T11:58:08.507-05:002009-11-06T11:58:08.507-05:00порно молоденькие анал http://free-3x.com/ домашн...порно молоденькие анал http://free-3x.com/ домашнее видео студенты онлайн <a href="http://free-3x.com/" rel="nofollow">free-3x.com/</a> скачать видео с малолеткой [url=http://free-3x.com/]free-3x.com[/url]Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31270091.post-1164390547278872512006-11-24T12:49:00.000-05:002006-11-24T12:49:00.000-05:00Being such a horrible typer (and speller), I reall...Being such a horrible typer (and speller), I really should proofread my comments before I press the "Publish" button.Jumbo Slicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08525227134450004928noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31270091.post-1164390354628150432006-11-24T12:45:00.000-05:002006-11-24T12:45:00.000-05:00Your enthusiam for the film is evident in the revi...Your enthusiam for the film is evident in the review. It really is remarkable they captured so much of a pivotal rock event. The Stones were brave, and smart, to let everything be shown. Reading your review makes me want to watch the film again when I'm not making smart ass remarks and inhaling pizza.<BR/><BR/>One note, Ron Wood is still in the band. Bill Wyman is the oen who left the band. the black guy is the bassist. He's been w/ them for a while, but isn't an official member. <BR/><BR/>Did you know that 1969 was also the year that Brain Jones, their original guitarist, died. A few years later Mick Taylor left the band on his own.<BR/><BR/>The most unreal part of the Altmount show was the reaction of Keith Richards. He was the only one who really seemed to get the magnitude of the disaster. Seeing Richards as the voice of reason was surprising considering his public image as a drug addled dolt.<BR/><BR/>Finally, Jagger is an amazing front man. I couldn't believe how he commanded the spotlight. No wonder Watts, Taylor, and Wyman were so quiet and seemenly timed. Probably a good make-up for a band.<BR/><BR/>I look forward to the next rock Club movie night.Jumbo Slicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08525227134450004928noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31270091.post-1164301648445290572006-11-23T12:07:00.000-05:002006-11-23T12:07:00.000-05:00I had already rambled on quite a bit, so I had to ...I had already rambled on quite a bit, so I had to excise a planned mention of Marvin Belli, the Thurston Howell-esque lawyer. Look him up on Wikipedia--he was a part time actor, once played the villain on a Star Trek episode.<BR/><BR/>Also, regarding M Hunter's girlfriend, when I watched the movie again yesterday I discovered a new bit of awfulness--the scene where they're loading his body onto a medical helicopter, and she's crying, and some guy is consoling her, telling her the doctors will take care of Hunter. Meanwhile, we the viewers have already seen that Hunter has been pronounced dead. His girlfriend is calmed somewhat by the unnamed guy, but says one last thing before the movie cuts away--"But I can't hear his heart!" Terrible.Jimbromskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06480579106355009821noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31270091.post-1164252365651181872006-11-22T22:26:00.000-05:002006-11-22T22:26:00.000-05:00This movie was manic. One moment the big performan...This movie was manic. One moment the big performances of the Rolling Stones leaves you feeling as high as Mick Jagger at a press conference, the next, the thuggery of the Hells Angels leaves you lowerer than the nipples of the acid-tripping naked fat chick barreling her way to the stage. It can definitely terrify you. And it's all Mick Jagger's fault. I blame it all on him. He couldn't keep his big lipped bigmouth shut. No. "We're gonna have a big party. It'll be free. In some park. Next Tuesday. Tell your friends. It'll be magical." <BR/>Nice going. This was the era, also, when Rock Stars began thinking that they were world leaders. "We can change the world. Yay. Come to the speedway. We'll figure it out there."<BR/><BR/>I would also like to point out the irony in how Lalapolooza developed as <BR/>the "Woodstock(s)" of the 1990s, and how that success spurned on the efforts for Woodstock II: Altamont Reloaded. <BR/><BR/>Good review, but points off for the following:<BR/>1. Mentioning me and Jumbo slice by our Christian names. (-10 points)<BR/>2. No research on the identity of the girl in the croqueted sweater. I have no idea how to spell "crow-shayed." (-3 points)<BR/>3. No picture of the band's lawyer (whom I believe is Don Rumsfeld's biological father, or uncle at a minimum). (-6 points).<BR/><BR/>That acid-tripping fat chick was like Godzilla or Frankenstein's Monster. Throwing her chubby arms out in front of her. Knocking people down. How do you stop her?Potsyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17628405727114697845noreply@blogger.com