R.I.P. Bandit

September 6, 2018

"I know I'm old, but I feel young. And there's one thing they can never take away, nobody had more fun than I did." - Burt Reynolds

The Bandit is taking that last run into the sunset with a Firebird full of beers and broads. I know “broads” is an unacceptable term these days but Burt Reynolds was the biggest grossing star in Hollywood from 1978 to 1982.  There was no internet, no cell phones, no social media. If you wanted to friend someone you had to leave your shag carpeted house and head to the nearest bar and actually talk to them.  But I digress. We’re here to talk about Burt f$*%#€ Reynolds



He was a hard partying movie star in the truest sense. Before Clooney, Pitt and Gosling it was Burt Reynolds and his mustache. That glorious mustache. That mustache could have won the Cold War if it wasn’t constantly occupied by hot Hollywood starlets.(I wanted to use another word other than “starlets” but the company and my Mom would probably kick my ass)  

His films should be kept in a gigantic Sphinx monument of white marble with the head of his likeness. “Deliverance”, “Stick”, “Sharky’s Machine”, “Heat”, and the epic “Boogie Nights” will all be there.  



If there was an award for best actor in a movie that is best viewed at 2 am after getting sloshed bar hopping he would be the champion. “The Longest Yard”, “Hooper”, “Semi-Tough”.  Of course, at the top of the pile, would be “Smokey And The Bandit” and both “Cannonball Run” 1 and 2.  The only duo that came close to the comedic chemistry between him and Dom DeLuise was Chris Farley and David Spade

One of the best parts of those movies is the end credit blooper montage

 

So raise your beer can to Burt Reynolds. Tip your giant feathered cowboy hat. He’s headed Eastbound And Down, loaded and truckin' to reunite with the Snowman and...”Him”.