Motherf@$%&er
Long before he was the President, and every American documentary filmmaker's narrator of choice, and Batman’s noble vulcan, Morgan Freeman was busy handing out acting lessons to young Christopher Reeve in an otherwise-merely-adequate movie called “Street Smart”.
So in honor of America’s coolest holiday -- the one day when our repressed nation acknowledges the need buried deep in the soul of every buttoned-down Walter Mitty to let his or her freak flag fly -- forget Jason...
or
The Predator...
Or even Freddy,
the baby-faced Constitution-slasher.
Instead I give you Morgan Freeman’s own suave, charming,
scene-stealing sociopath:
Mr. Fast Black.
And my wishes for a gloriously Happy Halloween to one and all.
2 comments:
Back at ya.
Still makes me sad to see Reeve standing, walking, and looking so damned fabulous when I stumble on one of his old movies. And his wife...and kids... Damn, but the karma crashed down so hard on that family.
And Morgan Freeman could read the phonebook and keep me riveted.
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