Logan's Run and Jenny Agutter are a favorite movie. It's a cool movie, offering a look into a far distant future world. Quite an interesting movie. Something to think about. If folks can find it, I'd say it's worth watching. I've got it on my cable box. I guess it's time to watch it again.
Oh, and Erik, When I watch a movie on TV, I pretty much assume it'll be edited, starting with the good parts, lol. If it's a movie I like and have seen a few times, I can even ID where they've cut parts out.
"Then Came Bronson" is a kind of biker movie. Jim Bronson gets fed up with his 8-5 job and decides to hit the road on his Sportster. He stops at a beach and rides through the sand, exhilarated in his new-found freedom. He finally stops to rest and have a cigarette. As he rests and ponders life, a woman comes down out of the hills to the water's edge. She is in a wedding gown. First she takes off her ring and throws it into the surf. Then she takes off her wedding dress, stripping to her undies. In the TV version, she's wearing a bra. In the DVD version (which I have) she is topless. Bonnie Bedelia. I'll have to get a screen shot for you.
I like that movie - one if my favorites. It basically depicts my life for a year or so, and other times. I have taken numerous trips around and across the country. I just loved to get out on the road and ride. I am a camper guy. So I carried a small tent and sleeping bag, along with my clothes and stuff in a backpack. Once freeways were built, I generally stayed off of them. I wanted to ride through the country and small towns. THe way I put it was, "When I wake up in the morning, I just toss a pencil in the air. When it lands, it's pointing in the direction I'll take today."
At the beginning of the movie, when Jim first starts out on the road, he pulls up to a traffic light next to a car. The driver, in a suit and hat, looks a little frazzled, worn out from the day. He looks over at Jim and says, "Where you headed?" Jim replies, "What's that?"
"Where ya headed?"
"Oh, I don't know, wherever I end up, I guess."
The guy shakes his head and says, "Man, I wish I was you."
Jim replies, "Well, hang in there." The light changers and Jim takes off."
I adopted that mantra, as that's basically how I felt. I never wanted to say, "Man, I wish I was you." I've never scaled a mountain, never bungee jumped or parachuted, many things. But I've done what I wanted to do, went where I wanted to go. I've slept in farmers fields, I've slept in forests, I've slept in campgrounds. I've stopped at bars in non-descript small town bars and had someone buy me one, just because I was on a bike and traveling. My first, when I left Alaska, was a Honda 750. I managed to get that one stolen in Detroit, lol. So, once I got to LA and got a job, I moved up to a Honda 1100 Shadow. Man, that was a smooth one. I loved it. 1100CC. As they say, it ran like a scalded rabbit, lol.
This is a lot like mine. I don't have access to my pictures at the moment. but this looks like mine except for the small windshield. I never had a windshield. I wanted to be right out there in the wind. I would wear a helmet around traffic in the city. But, out on the road, I wore goggles and a bandanna to protect my forehead. I'll tell you one thing, I really miss that life.
