I don't think you understood me. I want to get some drivers.

The contrast of this four minutes of footage against what follows in the 1972 film Deliverance mesmerizes me. Wardrobe, set, dialog, casting and staging--it all works here.

Dig the hats, and the way the one local starts dancing. Dig the shape of the banjo kid's face. His behavior at the end of the segment embodies understated foreshadowing.

And would you look at Burt Reynolds for chrissake? God help me, would you look at Burt Reynolds?

(Everyone take a moment, please, and pay some respect to Dinah Shore, who had 20 years on Reynolds and was bedding him right around the time this film was made. Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah, indeed.)

I shall not end this post without a reference to the outspoken conservative Jon Voight (who admittedly was pretty hot back then). Voight not only sired Angelina Jolie, he starred with Jane Fonda in the 1978 film Coming Home. It includes a steamy scene in which Voight's character orally services Fonda's character thereby delivering her inaugural climax.

Poetry, people. Pure poetry.

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The best thing I ever saw in my life ever

Ol' Jane and the Kingster

Why in the hell anyone gives Larry King a microphone is beyond me. He has to be one of the worst interviewers of all time, yet there he is on CNN every night soaking up perfectly good human energy.

I do not normally watch the Kingster, but for some reason, I decided to see what ol' Jane had to say the other night, so I lingered for a while and can report that the above excerpt is as good as the interview got.

Jane kept doing this weird thing with her lips. There were dozens of awkward pauses. She also plugged her fitness "concert" (with the Pointer Sisters and Richard Simmons for only $75 a head!) so often, that it even began to irritate King.

Fonda sniped at King over his ex wives (I have to agree, Larry, seven ex wives is just plain embarrassing) and King brought up the Hanoi Jane thing. Fonda called it a created myth and said she was sad so many people were stuck in the past. I was seven years old when the controversy happened and don't know much about it, but this 38-year-old topic can still get some righties really pissed off.

At 76, the Kingster is like Skeletor in suspenders. It doesn't have to be this way, but seeing as he's only slightly more animated than a cadaver, what's a person left to notice about him?

I'll admit that ol' Jane looks pretty damn good for 72, and that there is no effing way I could have gotten into that cute V pose at any age, but I do sort of dig those snappy yellow leg warmers.

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