WHO LOVES THIS FILM TOO?

Posted by: ann on: 2 April 2006

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With grateful thanks to all the contributors of these pictures.

What draws me to this film time and time and time again?

Valentino has the sweetest soul. He is kind, gentle, sweet natured, loving. The poor man is dying yet the depth of his love for the shrill and strident Mary Carmen, the gentle and devoted Gary, his sweet dog Rodney, the children of the dance class still shines. For all his pain and suffering, he doesn’t evoke pity, he doesn’t want you to feel sorry for him, he still wants to enjoy life to the full..

Fantasy. Now, there’s a sport for you…Fantasy, your life. Anything can happen. The truth is just as much an aphrodisiac as fantasy. That’s deep. I read that over the urinal at the bus station. My name’s Valentino. My name’s… Don’t tell anybody your real name. Never. Do you ever… kiss on the first date? Is this a date?

Honey, do something from the film…… Okay.

Little pussy, little pussy, let me in, let me in…

… or I’ll take my cock out and knock the door in.

You know, they asked Rodney to be in this film. I said absolutely not. There’s no dog of mine that’s gonna be in show business.

They could not pay me enough.

It’s better than shaking a cup in Grand Central.

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Gary? This is Mary Carmen. Mary Carmen, this is Gary.

Well, I’m glad you guys like each other.

What do you think? Do we like each other?

It’s Halloween ~ So what?

~I’m not gonna spend Halloween night in a hospital.

~ That’s right. Let it go, baby.

~Go, Gary, go! Go! Go! ~ Put it on!

If you need me, call me. No matter where you are, no matter how far

Just call my name, I’ll be there in a hurry

On that you can depend and never worry

Ain’t no mountain high enough. Ain’t no valley low enough.

Ain’t no river wide enough. To keep me from you

Can you at least tell me your name?

Don’t ever tell anybody your real name. No, no.

Gary.

Somebody named Gary could wear a letter jacket from high school, with medals from winning the 100-yard dash and the pole vault. He’d part his hair on the side and he’d chew Dentyne gum with his mouth closed.

What does Gary dream about?

Gary dreams about kissing someone so hard his mouth hurts.

Gary dreams about kissing someone so soft his heart hurts.

So long, his neck hurts. So deep, his throat hurts.

Gary dreams about kissing someone so completely… that nothing hurts

Things will never be the way that they used to be! Now, I am dying

Work it out yourselves, okay? I’ve had enough.

We’re just trying to take care of you, man.

Well, you can’t even take care of my goddamn dog!

How the hell are you gonna take care of me?

You know.. it used to be I didn’t wanna live without you guys. And now I don’t want to die without you.

My mother used to say: “Be dumb enough to fall in love and smart enough to know better.” At least I got the first part right.

“I could feel the soft, shivering touch of the lips on the super-sensitive skin of my throat and the hard dents of two sharp teeth, just touching and pausing there. I closed my eyes in a languorous ecstasy and waited. Waited with beating heart. I must touch him or kiss him no more.”

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