so it’s a fact that schwarzenegger dominated the silver screen throughout the 80’s and 90’s; his cinematic presence worked well in action (The Terminator), and comedy (Twins), and along with Stallone, he redefined the image of the one man american wrecking ball killing machine. he was a huge dude by any standard; he perfected his physique on the IFBB stage, and that mass made a powerful transition to film. his flicks were not always the best (many of them are incredibly cheese filled), but they delivered the goods like a truck full of golden brew. behold, one of the all time stupidest death scenes is available for your viewing pleasure below; the idea of ripping a friggin’ pipe off the wall, hurling it through the air like a spear, and actually stabbing a guy is bad enough. the worst part is the fact that he actually impales the guy with it- being pinned to the wall with a pipe (and then being told to let off steam) is quite possibly the dumbest thing ever. and i mean ever.

the place where your thoughts
become beautiful words-
the place where sweet flavors
rest and linger-
the place where soft kisses are
blown and received-
that is where my lips will be-
the place where tender whispers
swirl and dance-
the place where smiles spread
their wings-
the place where laughs tumble
and roll-
that’s where my lips will be*

Entry –

life is a womb- we are not merely birthed from it- that is only the beginning. each new day brings with it the power to choose how tomorrow will appear.

nothing can or should remain in the same state forever. like crops, life must be rotated in order to extract everything that’s up for grabs. things remaining in the same place become as stagnant as a bleak pool- longing to merge with a vibrant stream.

waking up is one of the hardest things you can do, but one of the greatest gifts you can ever receive.

If you consider your life fractured or wounded,
think of yourself as a hunk of cheese or a cup of
yogurt. It is curdled and spoiled, but still somehow
manages to be loved by millions.

Opening Titles by Carter Burwell

Blind Mother – Egon Schiele

The next addition to the collection comes from a slightly little known gem from 1990; Quigley Down Under, starring Tom Selleck as American sharpshooter Matthew Quigley. He’s lured to Australia by wealthy landowner Marston, (masterfully played by legendary villain Alan Rickman) who’s in search of a marksman with the precision and ruthlessness necessary to rid his sprawling property of aborigines. Quigley disagrees with the arrangement, and spends the rest of the film picking away at Marsden’s group of thugs. This scene depicts the final shootout between hero and villain(s).

In an airplane emergency, we are instructed to place the oxygen mask on ourselves before placing them on neighbors or loved ones. This is excellent advice, for in order to breathe life into another, we must first breathe life into ourselves.

a few tracks to whet your saturday whistle – because we can all use some tunes to satisfy the musical appetite.

Learning to Forget – Thomas Newman

Hang You From the Heavens – The Dead Weather

Suffused With Love – Sondre Lerche

Things You Call Fate – Sondre Lerche

Days That Are Over – Sondre Lerche

Living Lounge – Sondre Lerche

The Beginning is the End is the Beginning – Smashing Pumpkins

The next powerhouse entry into the series comes from film maestro Clint Eastwood in one of his early directorial features, “Unforgiven”. The film follows the trail of reformed murderer William Munny, as he and friends (Morgan Freeman and Jaimz Woolvett) set out claim a reward by avenging the savage beating of a woman. According to the film, the legend of Munny’s brutality preceded him, as his name and exploits were well known. Witness below the proof of those tales as Munny does a bit of damage on the local townsfolk….

take a sip-
see how you feel-
let the grain fill your
dark rooms-
let it single handedly
ignite your stolen dreams-
things have become
stagnant-
allow the spirits to flush
away your faults-
float in its arms-
such a full bodied embrace-
let it carry you gently to
sunnier days-
a small room filled with a
loving photograph-
the light of the summer sun
spreading shadows of windowpane
like an old projector-
the sky outside is a full,
broad blue-
threads of clouds giving way to that
deep, high ocean-
rolling gently,
without a worry-
unconcerned with their destination-
take a seat quietly in the
comfortably worn chair
facing the window and
reflect-
drift sleepily
into that willing world-
where youth flows-
memories live-
and the breeze caresses your
face like a willing lover-
watch the leaves tumble across
your path as if summer had
never come-
brittle and frail-
they rustle along like running
children-
brisk and erratic-
fall resurrects memories,
old and new-
the crisp serving as a catalyst for
clarity-
until winter comes and preserves
them-
freezes them all away
temporarily-
take that sip-
create your spring-
allow it to thaw the broken
bits within-
see if it cures-
see if it strengthens-
see if it will erase the shadows
in your dark room*

This next installment of bullet riddled glory takes us back to 1969, again, long before the advent of CGI; this scene single-handedly revolutionized the fictional gun battle as we know it. The heavy use of squibs, visible blood, quick cuts, and slow motion were seldom used before this, but with the addition of them, Peckinpah was able to create an atmosphere of frenzied mayhem. Observe and enjoy the blazing action below.

Leaves fall to the ground

Like snow to the earth-

Slow and gentle, yet

Determined-

Each object strikes the ground

Methodically,

And is inevitably absorbed,

With open arms,

Into its place of

Origin*