Braveheart. Wallace for freedom.

Que película! y que momento el que relataré ahora mismo! Como decía Cruyff se te pone el gallina de piel. Gran dialogo, de esos que te levanta de la silla y gritas tu también, de esos que te incitan a levantarte la falda y enseñarles el culo a los ingleses, y de esos que te harían correr por los campos de escocia con un palo en la mano haciendo el gilipollas. En resumen, uno de los mejores momentos, para mi, del cine bélico-histórico.

Wallace raises his hand, and the army falls silent.

WALLACE

Sons of Scotland!... I am William Wallace!

SOLDIER

William Wallace is seven feet tall!

WALLACE

Yes, I have heard! He kills men by the hundreds!

And if he were here, he would consume the English with fireballs from his eyes,

and bolts of lightning from his ass!

Many laugh -- all get the point.

WALLACE

I am William Wallace. And my enemies do not go away.

I saw our good nobles hanged. My wife...

I am William Wallace.

And I see a whole army of my countrymen, here in defiance of tyranny.

You have come to fight as free men.

And free men you are! What will you do with freedom?

Will you fight?

VETERAN

Two thousand, against ten? We will run -- and live!

WALLACE

Yes. Fight and you may die. Run and you will live, at least awhile.

And dying in your bed many years from now,

would you be willing to trade all the days from this day to that,

for one chance to come back here as young men, and tell

our enemies that they make take our lives,

but they will never take our freedom!!

Reservoir dogs, Madonna y su Like a virgin.

Tarantino, una eminencia en los guiones, saltó a la fama con la película Reservoir dogs. Esta película a mi recordar no es mas que sus palabras, ya que no incluye escenas movidas, ni a penas de exteriores, la gran mayoría se la pasan en un garage.

Aún y así, la película empieza en un bar, con una conversación de lo más inverosímil. Una pequeña muestra de lo retorcida que es la mente de mi amigo Quentin (lo conocí en sitges jeje).

A ver que os parecen lo que fueron sus primeras palabras:

INT. UNCLE BOB'S PANCAKE HOUSE - MORNING
Eight men dressed in BLACK SUITS, sit around a table at a breakfast cafe. They are MR. WHITE, MR. PINK, MR. BLUE, MR. BLONDE, MR. ORANGE, MR. BROWN, NICE GUY EDDIE CABOT, and the big boss, JOE CABOT. Most are finished eating and are enjoying coffee and conversation. Joe flips through a small address book. Mr. Pink is telling a long and involved story about Madonna.

MR. PINK

"Like a Virgin" is all about a girl who digs a guy with a big dick. The whole song is a metaphor for big dicks.

MR. BLUE

No it's not. It's about a girl who is very vulnerable and she's been fucked over a few times. Then she meets some guy who's really sensitive--

MR. PINK

--Whoa...whoa...time out Greenbay. Tell that bullshit to the tourists.

JOE

(looking through his address book)

Toby...who the fuck is Toby? Toby...Toby...think...think... think...

MR. PINK

It's not about a nice girl who meets a sensitive boy. Now granted that's what "True Blue" is about, no argument about that.

MR. ORANGE

Which one is "True Blue?"

NICE GUY EDDIE

You don't remember "True Blue?" That was a big ass hit for Madonna. Shit, I don't even follow this Tops In Pops shit, and I've at least heard of "True Blue."

MR. ORANGE

Look, asshole, I didn't say I ain't heard of it. All I asked was how does it go? Excuse me for not being the world's biggest Madonna fan.

MR. BROWN

I hate Madonna.

MR. BLUE

I like her early stuff. You know, "Lucky Star," "Borderline" - but once she got into her "Papa Don't Preach" phase, I don't know, I tuned out.

MR. PINK

Hey, fuck all that, I'm making a point here. You're gonna make me lose my train of thought.

JOE

Oh fuck, Toby's that little china girl.

MR. WHITE

What's that?

JOE

I found this old address book in a jacket I ain't worn in a coon's age. Toby what? What the fuck was her last name?

MR. PINK

Where was I?

MR. ORANGE

You said "True Blue" was about a nice girl who finds a sensitive fella. But "Like a Virgin" was a metaphor for big dicks.

MR. PINK

Let me tell ya what "Like a Virgin"'s about. It's about some cooze who's a regular fuck machine. I mean all the time, morning, day, night, afternoon, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick.

MR. BLUE

How many dicks was that?

MR. WHITE

A lot.

MR. PINK

Then one day she meets a John Holmes motherfucker, and it's like, whoa baby. This mother fucker's like Charles Bronson in "The Great Escape." He's diggin tunnels. Now she's gettin this serious dick action, she's feelin something she ain't felt since forever. Pain.

JOE

Chew? Toby Chew? No.

MR. PINK

It hurts. It hurts her. It shouldn't hurt. Her pussy should be Bubble-Yum by now. But when this cat fucks her, it hurts. It hurts like the first time. The pain is reminding a fuck machine what is was like to be a virgin. Hence, "Like a Virgin."