Comment by DougM (Well, thaaat sucked!) — November 9, 2012 @ 10:23 am
^ I’ll bet that’s it. The real James Dean not the character in the movie.
Comment by geezerette — November 9, 2012 @ 10:26 am
geezerette & DougM (various #s): Got’s no problem with the Spyder. Never did. And this is coming from a past member of the PCA… 1968 911 with a ’75 ‘S’ engine and tranny.
Sumbitch almost kilt me, twicet, and that was just in the first week! I was actually starting to get used to looking out my driver’s window and watching the ass-end pass the front end! Other than that? Cornered like a snake in a rat hole, once you learned to keep your foot in it, no matter what. Put the steering column in it myself, back at the factory, in 1973.
Oh wait, that last part was Clint Eastwood in Gran Torino. I get myself confuzzled sometimes. Or, as we like to call them, “plot holes”. But that doesn’t matter now.
In Phil Harris’ auto-bio (now there’s an old reference, you young whippersnappers!) he talks about Dean, who he was friends with, and the day that he died. It wasn’t really anybody’s fault, except for Dean going too fast for the conditions.
They were all travelling north to compete in some SCCA sponsored weekend race, when some local yokel turned left on the two-lane highway, right before Dean came along and turned himself into a rice krispy on the side of this guy’s Ford sedan…
You can’t really blame the local guy, because he was making a legal left turn. He just was used to the oncoming traffic doing about 50-55 mph., not about 160, which is what Dean was doing. It’s not always about ‘blame’ anyway. Sometimes it just is what it is, or was what it was. And that’s my final answer, Gladys.
Okay then, now where’s all the white wimminz at?!!
l know all that Hog— but— he was the rebel without a cause. We were all Natalie Wood. It was one of the first movies that teens could relate to. I’ll never forget it. I was working as a nurses aid at the Lake Forest hospital in Ill. many miles away from home and my boy friend. We watched about 3 times. The expression of the day and thru the years was—”Your tearing me apart”!!
Comment by geezerette — November 9, 2012 @ 2:41 pm
I never understood the “edginess” of that movie. He was just a std-issue teenage whiny pussy (with normally dysfunctional parents) whose juvenile irresponsibility was partly responsible for killing another kid. Anti-hero, indeed.
Comment by DougM (Well, thaaat sucked!) — November 9, 2012 @ 5:12 pm
I realized that on election night while talking to the missus: The way I live my life is not the majority anymore. A God-fearin’, church-goin’, cigarette-smokin’, whiskey-drinking, occasional movie-downloadin’, politically incorrect speakin’, my-kids-ain’t-wearin’-no-stinkin’-helmet-just-to-ride-in-the-drive-way, plastic grocery bags over paper American of Mexican ancestry. Holy shit! I’m a non-conformist!
Of course DougM now we know but when you’re 17 and just out of high school you know nutting–
RichM — welcome– I’ve been a non conformist my whole life sad to say my kids are to. Their the best!! High school wasn’t the best –You must conform –or else!!
Comment by geezerette — November 9, 2012 @ 6:22 pm
Glad to have another fellow nonconformist on-board
who’s unique, just like everybody else.
Comment by DougM (Well, thaaat sucked!) — November 9, 2012 @ 6:42 pm
Just had to add that the actor who played Natalie Woods’ dad in the movie was named William Hopper, and he was the real father of Dennis Hopper.
He was also Paul Drake, the swave and deboner P.I. in the Perry Mason series, but ya’ll probably already knew that.
And while I never really got the whole James Dean deal, by the time Rebel came out on TV I was old enough to thoroughly ‘get’ the whole Natalie Wood deal.