So Turn This Rude Mother up…Guns N’ Roses You Could Be Mine from the Terminator 2 soundtrack.
This year we’re supposed to get a new Terminator movie: Cameron is back and Arnold’s back (like he’s promised us for years he would be!). If that’s true than I want Guns N’ Roses back. Whose hungry with an Appetite for Destruction?
But Night Train riot inducing Slash top hat wearing Welcome to the Jungle hard-drinking hardcore balls to the wall Guns N’ Roses. Bring Back Danger.
There’s that profound moment of silence in T2 where The Terminator & The Future of Humanity on the motorcycle look back; can’t see The Black Truck.
And then BOOOOOM! The Black Truck bursts through the bridge: ruckus over everything.
I instantly put away my popcorn away Yo: I sat up!
And Linda Hamilton’s inspiring one handed cock of her Remington 870 shotgun in a futile attempt to slay the T-1000. If ever there was an image of trying to do good work in a world of obtuse gatekeepers. Tight.
I felt Terminator 2 was aptly named Judgment Day because the verdict for Linda Hamilton was rendered…chick’s done. She gave birth to The Future of Humanity; she done.
Thankfully she refused to slip into obscurity she willingly fought to stay relevant. That’s so damn hard. And Judgment Day for James Cameron.
I miss James Cameron…there was a time he was a fine and fun purveyor of violence…a sturdy ruckus pimp. But that Cameron is gone.
He’s softer than a 4 week old banana. Go…he can do whatever he wants I won’t $upport it.
Not that it matters…Skynet is coming for all of us.