So long, Cool Hand Luke

Paul Newman‘s politics sucked, but these are two of my all time favorite movies. I lied to my mother to get into Cool Hand Luke when I was 13 years old and told her I had to see it so I could get extra credit in school for writing a review of the two movies at the theater that weekend (it played with Bonnie and Clyde). I recognized myself in Sully, Newman’s character in Nobody’s Fool two decades later.

You have to admire that he stayed married to the same woman for fifty years in Hollywood where no vows are held very sacred.

He was smiling… That’s right. You know, that, that Luke smile of his. He had it on his face right to the very end. Hell, if they didn’t know it ‘fore, they could tell right then that they weren’t a-gonna beat him. That old Luke smile. Oh, Luke. He was some boy. Cool Hand Luke. Hell, he’s a natural-born world-shaker.

Peter: You want some buns?
Sully: Dogs don’t eat buns.
Peter: You’re buying ground beef for your dog?
Sully: I don’t own a dog.

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