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The enlightened liberal in me is outraged; the pushover chubby kid who gets bullied has a hard-on.

I might actually go see the movie if it were called Get Off My Lawn.

mmm... Asian pie...

*gravelly

Ack!

Call this an unfair generalization if you must, but old people are no good at everything.

So, Clint still is a badass then?

Perhaps bad but still MADE IN DETROIT. We need the money. Our mayor stoled ours. We're getting all kinds of film offers. Rob Schneider will be around my parts so I plan on hunting him like An Animal (Ooh, unintentional wordplay.) All jokes aside, I need the Murdertank soon. This weekend I'll be busy but next I should be good.

Just because somebody mentioned racism, FiveThirtyEight reported while trailing campaign workers in Texas, they saw this bumper sticker:

"If I knew it would come to this, I'd have picked my own cotton"

Who knew the in-bred could form complete sentences??

I don't know what ya'll are bitchin' about, that movie looks AWESOME. grrrr!! Old man angry.

Can't tell you how many times I wished I had the balls to pull my shotgun on somebody. Or take down some punk ass and beat the shit out of them.

Although, wait a minute. This is the same country that would send you to jail for spanking your ig'nant, misbehaving brat of a spawn-child, how is it that Clint can pull a gun on somebody and not go to jail??

I'm kinda liking the idea of Get Off My Lawn as a straight-up action movie. Not liking the idea of it as a complex character piece quite so much.

What I wrote in my trade news column for my school paper - The Highlander.

"Clint Eastwood's career has been a strange one. Early on, he spent a lot of time in Italy making Spaghetti westerns and biting small cigars in his teeth while simultaneously making other men less attractive to their wives. Later, he set aside his cowboy hat (but kept the revolver) for "Dirty Harry," a film about cop who doesn't take nothing from nobody and wasn't afraid to test people's luck while simultaneously getting many women pregnant.

Then, in the evening of his life, he settled down to start directing films in classic hollywood style which, while they suffer from a bit too much good vs. evil moralizing, have made for some pretty decent flicks in the last decade or two. It's needless to say that during this time he put the ladies aside for a bit (other than, of course, to teach them how to box or to take them off life-support).

But now, he's making his return to screen, in front of the camera, for the first time since 2004's Million Dollar Baby. The trailer for this new film, Gran Torino, went online this week and now the release date has been set for December 13th. In it, Eastwood plays a slightly racist version of himself with a shotgun, ungrateful kids, and a Batvoice that would make Christian Bale blush.

He snarls, he spits, he makes racist remarks about the chinese. He even shouts the line "get off my lawn." The film could be for the geriatric community what Scarface is for untalented rappers and tasteless college students. What you can expect: dead bodies piling up, long rambly war-stories, heavy breathing, and at least one extended slapping scene."

Snark all you want, FINALLY someone is filling the gap Charles Bronson left behind, and it's no other than friggin' Dirty Harry. I'm so in! Old man stench and all...

I believe this is more appropriately called "Death Wish: The Even More Geriatric Years"

Ah yes, the story of an old, white man and a young, Asian girl; with violence, a woman spitting, a gang of Asian men, an ol' bitchin' ride, three black men and some psuedo-philosophical BS. That's usually the recipe for a Tarantino movie or a snuff film.

Wow, he actually, truly, seriously says "Get off my lawn." I was not expecting that. Trying to preempt the inevitable internet meme, old man writers?

Wait - is that picture one of those things where it looks like a witch until you turn it upside down and then it looks like a princess?

::turns laptop upside down::

Nope, no princess. But if you squint, it looks like Lindsay Lohan's vagooter.

Old age ain't for sissies. Give 'em hell, Clint.

Damn, I feel lucky today.

Every Which Way But Fu's!

Right turn, Soon-Yi!

I love the bit where he's standing on the porch as the car cruises by and he points his finger at them. Seventy eight years old and STILL the most manly man in movies. Hell, the most manly man on the planet!