Yeah, the awesomeness of Burt Reynolds kind of took over the Robocop thread, so I figured this GOD of manly man cinema needed his own thread.
First off . . . .
Check out this badass poster. I love how shirtless Burt was so obviously an added afterthought after the main artist had already made an amazing picture. Some executive prick was like, “Screw it. Just paste another pic . . . right . . . HERE!”
The man is a national treasure…
This would have been such a different story if Burt and Jon Voight didn’t have those dead weight pussies along for the ride.
Yeah,completely different ball game if the Ned Beatty and Ronny Cox weren’t there…that movie just fucking owns…
Leather-vested Burt Reynolds shooting stuff with a bow and arrow . . . . unbeatable.
It’s to bad that movie has become more known for the rape scene because it sometimes overshadows the greatness of that film…action,suspense,drama,location,acting…just so intense and awesome…
Love this movie:
I’m sure there’s gotta be a Burt movie I don’t like somewhere out there . . . but I sure can’t think of any on my own.
I’m sure there’s gotta be a Burt movie I don’t like somewhere out there . . . but I sure can’t think of any on my own.
Not even Striptease?
[reply]I’m sure there’s gotta be a Burt movie I don’t like somewhere out there . . . but I sure can’t think of any on my own.
Not even Striptease?[/reply]
You might have the Trump card there. I’m not sure. I never saw that one.
Boogie nights
During the WS tour the coach had a revolving marquis on the front and one of the names was “BURT REYNOLDS”.
On more than one occasion, when the bus would be parked on some downtown street somewhere, we’d scroll up Burt and people would knock on the door and ask for Burt’s autograph.
So somebody would give them Burt’s autograph.
One time… an old couple knocked and instead of the same forger signing twice, two forgers signed once and we were caught dead to rights when they decided to compare notes. They were very disappointed in us.
LOL
this thread is screaming for an Archer reference… haha.
During the WS tour the coach had a revolving marquis on the front and one of the names was “BURT REYNOLDS”.
On more than one occasion, when the bus would be parked on some downtown street somewhere, we’d scroll up Burt and people would knock on the door and ask for Burt’s autograph.
So somebody would give them Burt’s autograph.
One time… an old couple knocked and instead of the same forger signing twice, two forgers signed once and we were caught dead to rights when they decided to compare notes. They were very disappointed in us.
Damn! That’s the best Ministry story ever.
Way better than “And then I got drunk again and 5 billion gallons of blood shot out my butthole so I sucked my own wiener and then raped an ostrich because Connelly is too much of a poser to do it himself.” Or is it?
I love that some random couple banging on a tour bus would get pissed off that they got fake sigs. HAHA!!!
Damn! That’s the best Ministry story ever.
And it’s actually true.
It most certainly happened in Chicago at a Wells Fargo office on the Northside someplace. We were camped in the bus while our manager waited for some $$ to be wired to us. I remember it clearly. My wife used to tell the story because she was on the bus, though we weren’t married at the time.
Damn! That’s the best Ministry story ever.
I love that some random couple banging on a tour bus would get pissed off that they got fake sigs. HAHA!!!
Totally agree. I haven’t read the autobiography yet, but now feel no need to as no Ministry story ever will top this! Thanks Wemp you made my night!