Get Carter 1971

I tried to get some screen caps from this movie for this post.  Unfortunately, the movie is as drab and dreary looking as good old mother England.  Instead, I've decided to include some photos of the star of this movie, the legendarily coif-challenged Michael Caine.

Now, I'm not hating, mind you.  I love the man just as much as anyone who witnessed his starring turn as Hoagie in 1987's Jaws: The Revenge.

Get Carter is usually found on any self respecting 70's british crime film fans favorite movies list.  Go ahead, ask all your 70's british crime film fan friends.  My understanding is that the movie was more or less before it's time.  It came and went during it's theatrical run, but has only recently begun to find favor with critics and was listed by the BFI at 16th on the Top 100 British Films of the 20th century list.  So what's not to like?  It's got nudity, porn, murder, a fat chick cat fight, phone sex and the politically incorrect referencing of cigarettes as "fags".

Ahhh, those bloody Brits...
Speaking of bloody...they sure can throw that word around.

"Give him a bloody bottle"
"If you're a traveler, I'm bloody Twiggy"
"Suppose you tell me what the bloody hell is going on"
"You bloody whore..."

"What the bloody hell's all this?  Do you know what the bloody time is?  It's two o'clock in the bloody morning!"

Ohhhhh,....the bloody trifecta!!!

So, sticking with 70's Michael Caine output, I've still got 1974's The Black Windmill to watch.  I'll let you know what I think, when I get around to it.