Saturday, September 27, 2008

So long, Reggie Dunlop

I was actually kind of hoping Paul Newman would live forever, but I guess it wasn't meant to be. When I was young and stupid I was bored by pretty much any off-ice scenes in Slap Shot, but it's of course a great movie in its own right, not just the greatest hockey movie of all time (and also one of Newman's few favourites). Plus, lines like "they brought their fucking toys" still makes me smile.

PS: Do yourself a favour and rent the lesser-known "Harper," an anti-hero detective flick that's one of my favourite Newman movies.

6 comments:

Tyler said...

"No, that's all right. Cause I have to tell it in court anyway. See, every time Hanrahan went out on the road, I would go over to this wife's house, and we would get drunk, and we would talk about how depressed and lonely we were without the guys. Every week, blah, blah, blah.

Then, one night, we were talking about how we hated the life, and how we had never done much of anything ourselves. And I don't know why, really...we were like kids. We started playing with one another. We were drunk, as usual.

The next week we did it sober, and it was terrific."

" At the end of the day, I think about women. I think about women's bodies. Maybe it'll change, and I'll wind up sleeping with old goalies. Things being what they are, who knows?"

" When Hanrahan found out about it, he went crazy. He said if I was a dyke, that made him a queer."


That movie has pretty much everything you need to know about tolerance in a single scene. A single scene in which the woman is topless, to boot.

garnet said...

What a delightfully '70s movie. Economic woes, distinctly period garb, and that strong distrust of the usual heroic sports narrative.

garnet said...

Found on the interwebs:

"In Bologna, my circle of friends shared an obsession with the eternal return of such archetypal figures as folk heroes and tricksters. We spent our days exploring pop culture, studying the language of the Mexican Zapatistas, collecting stories of media hoaxes and communication guerrilla warfare since the 1920's (Berlin Dada stuff, futuristic soirees etc.), obsessively re-watching one particular movie, Slapshot by George Roy Hill, starring Paul Newman as hockey player Reggie Dunlop. We liked Reggie Dunlop very much, he was the perfect trickster, the Anansi of African legends, the Coyote of Native American legends, Ulysses manipulating the cyclop's mind."

Now, that's good writin', Dickie.

Buzzilinear said...

Paul was the man in Slapshot and Cool Hand Luke. May these cinematic masterpieces live on forever! The man, the myth, the Legend!

young d said...

Nobody's Fool was great.
Newman's character in that movie was great to watch. The man could act without flash or tics or gimmicks and make you want to watch him.
He had a homespun and enduring charisma.
That's why Reggie Dunlop - who was mostly a jerk character - still had everyone on his side.

Temujin said...

All that, and the best damned salad dressing on the planet.