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Charlton Heston's Impact On Sci-Fi
An anonymous reader writes "As you're probably already aware, Charlton Heston passed away yesterday. Wired has a piece looking back at Heston's extremely notable work in the sci-fi genre, with roles in films like "Planet of the Apes" and "Soylent Green". 'Heston also roared out some of sci-fi's greatest and most memorable lines, bringing his macho swagger and over-the-top intensity to the screen in movies like 1973's food freak-out flick Soylent Green and the Planet of the Apes series. In a pivotal scene from 1968's Planet of the Apes (see clip), Heston's character, time-traveling astronaut George Taylor, utters the first words spoken by a human to the simian rulers of a bizarro future Earth: "Take your stinking paws off me, you damn dirty ape!'"
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Tucker bursts out of the elevator, looking around frantically. He sprints to the empty front desk. The clock behind the desk reads 4am. He hits the bell furiously for an obnoxiously long time until the sleeping clerk comes out.
TUCKER: Is there a bathroom down here?
FRONT DESK CLERK: Back corner of the lobby.
Tucker takes off. He turns the corner from the front desk and immediately realizes his mistake.
TUCKER: Which corner???
He spots a white door at one end of the lobby and quickly waddles to it as he holds his butt cheeks together. Tucker bursts through the door.
JANITOR: AAYYYYY!
It's a janitor's closet.
TUCKER: Where is the bathroom!?
JANITOR: Que? No, no habloingles!
TUCKER: WHAT?! Uh...uh...DONDEESTAEL FUCKING BANO?!!!
JANITOR (pointing across the lobby) Alla! Alla!
Sixty yards across from the janitor's closet, a large "RESTROOM" sign hangs above a door. Tucker breaks into a dead sprint. Twenty yards into the run his boxers start to sag. Thirty yards and his ass crack and legs get noticeably wet. Forty yards and his boxers have slid down to mid-thigh. Ten yards from the door and the brown, viscous liquid is all over him. Little specks hit the back of
his head and ears as he runs.
As he bursts into the restroom, he's completely shithimself. He steps out of his pink boxers, shitpuddle in the seat, and flings them blindly as he breaks into the first stall. He plops down on the seat and immediately slides off. His ass is covered in slimy, runny feces and spouts black, viscous human waste. Tucker flushes the full toilet and it overflows. He moves to the next stall until he finishes--exhausted, dehydrated, and tearing up from the exertion.
There's no toilet paper. Tucker takes off his shirt but discovers it's covered in little specks of shit.The large vanity mirror has a thick black streak from the ceiling down to the countertopwhere his boxers are crumpled in a ball. Naked and covered in speckles of his own poop, Tucker opens the bathroom to the lobby.
TUCKER: Who else on this earth could be having a worse night than me?
Laid out before him is a trail of his own feces. It starts wide at his feet and gets smaller until it apexes at the clunky white shoes of the small Mexican janitor.
TUCKER: Sorry. I mean, uh, lo siento.
Tucker walks defeated toward the elevators. The Lady Janitor is sobbing hysterically. Through the glass of the elevator, Tucker can see why she's crying. He sprayed shitover everything: the couches, the walls, the plants, everything.
TUCKER: God, I hope they serve beer in hell. 98.
it almost seems like an unbelievably bad sci-fi flick, until one looks at the real outcome. let yOUR conscience be yOUR guide. you can be more helpful than you might have imagined. there are still some choices. if they do not suit you, consider the likely results of continuing to follow the corepirate nazi hypenosys story LIEn, whereas anything of relevance is replaced almost instantly with pr ?firm? scriptdead mindphuking propaganda or 'celebrity' trivia 'foam'. meanwhile; don't forget to get a little more oxygen on yOUR brain, & look up in the sky from time to time, starting early in the day. there's lots going on up there.
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20071229/ap_on_sc/ye_climate_records;_ylt=A0WTcVgednZHP2gB9wms0NUE
http://news.yahoo.com/s/afp/20080108/ts_alt_afp/ushealthfrancemortality;_ylt=A9G_RngbRIVHsYAAfCas0NUE
http://www.nytimes.com/2007/12/31/opinion/31mon1.html?em&ex=1199336400&en=c4b5414371631707&ei=5087%0A
is it time to get real yet? A LOT of energy is being squandered in attempts to keep US in the dark. in the end (give or take a few 1000 years), the creators will prevail (world without end, etc...), as it has always been. the process of gaining yOUR release from the current hostage situation may not be what you might think it is. butt of course, most of US don't know, or care what a precarious/fatal situation we're in. for example; the insidious attempts by the felonious corepirate nazi execrable to block the suns' light, interfering with a requirement (sunlight) for us to stay healthy/alive. it's likely not good for yOUR health/memories 'else they'd be bragging about it? we're intending for the whoreabully deceptive (they'll do ANYTHING for a bit more monIE/power) felons to give up/fail even further, in attempting to control the 'weather', as well as a # of other things/events.
http://video.google.com/videosearch?hl=en&q=video+cloud+spraying
dictator style micro management has never worked (for very long). it's an illness. tie that with life0cidal aggression & softwar gangster style bullying, & what do we have? a greed/fear/ego based recipe for disaster. meanwhile, you can help to stop the bleeding (loss of life & limb);
http://www.cnn.com/2007/POLITICS/12/28/vermont.banning.bush.ap/index.html
the bleeding must be stopped before any healing can begin. jailing a couple of corepirate nazi hired goons would send a clear message to the rest of the world from US. any truthful look at the 'scorecard' would reveal that we are a society in decline/deep doo-doo, despite all of the scriptdead pr ?firm? generated drum beating & flag waving propaganda that we are constantly bombarded with. is it time to get real yet? please consider carefully ALL of yOUR other 'options'. the creators will prevail. as it has always been.
corepirate nazi execrable costs outweigh benefits
(Score:-)mynuts won, the king is a fink)
by ourselves on everyday 24/7
as there are no benefits, just more&more death/debt & disruption. fortunately there's an 'army' of light bringers, coming yOUR way. the little ones/innocents must/will be protected. after the big flash, ALL of yOUR imaginary 'borders' may blur a bit? for each of the creators' innocents harmed in any way, there is a debt that must/will be repaid by you/us, as the perpetrators/minions of unprecedented evile, will not be available. 'vote' with (what's left in) yOUR wallet, & by your behaviors. help bring an end to unprecedented evile's manifestation through yO
HA! By the same reasoning since back then they only had their voice and paper to exercise their First Amendment right, anything more recent, including your precious loserboy's internet, should be disallowed.
I'm all for that. It would be a nuisance seeing the internet disappear because it has many uses, but the idea of loserboy nerds crying and wailing at the loss, their hands wringing, their eyes devoid of intelligence streaming tears at blank screens, their feet stomping and their feeble minds racing after impossible plans of revenge greatly appeals to me.
It would be like the greatest face-dumping ever. Shitting on millions of nerds' faces at once. And it may happen real soon.
Geeks are so full of shit that "beating the crap out of them" takes a whole new meaning.
You don't know heston like I do -I served with him in 'nam and watched him kill a bear in cold blood
..AND THAT BEAR WAS MY BROTHER!!!