trivia.

For those of you who like ‘The Godfather’

Marlon Brando wanted to make Don Corleone “look “like a bulldog,” so he stuffed his cheeks with cotton wool for the audition. For actual filming, he wore a mouthpiece made by a dentist; this appliance is on display in the American Museum of the Moving Image in Queens, New York.

During rehearsals, a false horse’s head was used for the bedroom scene. For the actual shot, a real horse’s head was used, acquired from a dog-food factory. According to John Marley, his scream of horror was real as he was not informed that a real head was going to be used.

The cat held by Marlon Brando in the opening scene was a stray the actor found while on the lot at Paramount, and was not originally called for in the script. So content was the cat that its purring muffled some of Brando’s dialogue, and, as a result, most of his lines had to be looped.

During an early shot of the scene where Vito Corleone returns home and his people carry him up the stairs, Marlon Brando put weights under his body on the bed as a prank, to make it harder to lift him.

Marlon Brando did not memorize most of his lines and read from cue cards during most of the film.

The three-year-old child actor Anthony Gounaris responded best when his real name was used while shooting the film. That’s why Michael’s son’s name is Anthony.

The actor playing Luca Brasi, Lenny Montana, was so nervous about working with Marlon Brando that, in the first take of their scene together, he flubbed some lines. Francis Ford Coppola liked the genuine nervousness and used it in the final cut. The scenes of Brasi practicing his speech were added later.

The scenes in which Enzo comes to visit Vito Corleone in the hospital were shot in reverse with the outside scene shot first. Gabriele Torrei, the actor who plays Enzo, had never acted in front of a camera before and his nervous shaking after the car drives away was real.

During filming, James Caan and Gianni Russo did not get along and were frequently at loggerheads. During filming Sonny’s beating on Carlo, Caan nearly hit Russo with the stick he threw at him, and actually broke two of Russo’s ribs and chipped his elbow.

The smack that Vito gives Johnny Fontane was not in the script. Marlon Brando improvised the smack and Al Martino’s confused reaction was real. According to James Caan, “Martino didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.”

James Caan improvised the part where he throws the FBI photographer to the ground. The extra’s frightened reaction is genuine.

James Caan asked that he be paid the same amount of money to play Sonny Corleone at the end of the film in the flashback as he was paid to do the first film. He got his wish.

Marlon Brando was scheduled to return for a cameo in the flashback at the end but, because of the way Paramount treated him duringThe Godfather (1972), he did not show up for shooting on the day the scene was filmed. Francis Ford Coppola quickly re-wrote the scene on the spot.

Co-authors Mario Puzo and Francis Ford Coppola disagreed over whether Michael should have Fredo killed. Coppola only agreed on condition that Michael would wait until their mother was dead.

monday, tuesday, thursday, wednesday.

letter.

This is a letter to three people.

All three of you are pushing me away with your actions.

1. You don’t even realise and I don’t even care. I would be content if you just backed off for a bit. I don’t know how to let you know without being a cunt. I am sorry. I don’t hate you but you need to relax, please.

2. I don’t think you even care. I haven’t tried with you and you haven’t tried with me its been a while. I wish you would contact me. I can’t shake the feeling that you hate me and you will die with us not talking. Please don’t repeat history. I thought we were better than that. I’m too stubborn to try with you. I tried for years and this time you backed away and ruined it. I’m sorry. Show me you care, please.

3. I don’t even know what to say to you. Do you want me to leave you alone? You are the only one out of the three that I am actually trying with. I’m really trying to give you all my attention. I am no good at this game. I’ll leave the ball in your court. I am sorry.

happiest.

The happiest person I know is not the richest, the smartest, the strongest or the most beautiful. He is a simple man with a simple job. He is happily married, which is hard to find these days, and very proud of his children. He lived through two wars and didn’t let it break him. He did what was best for his family and moved them to a safer place, he took the hard road for himself to make it easier for his kids. He is educated but doesn’t brag about it. A very kind man, he is. I look at him and he makes me feel happy knowing that happiness does exist and that you don’t need to own the world to capture it.

mother.

Death is such a hard concept to grasp.
It never gets easier.
There are always a billion questions.
I wish the pain would go away.
Sorry for your hurting.

Hail Mary, full of grace.
Our Lord is with thee.
Blessed art thou among women,
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary, Mother of God,
pray for us sinners,
now and at the hour of our death.
Amen.

break down the walls.

No longer will I remain idle.
No longer will I stay in my comfort zone.
I want to get out.
I want to experience new things.
You have all my attention.
I am not depressed, I am just living, please stop diagnosing me.

brother with a furious mind.

to do.

- play more guitar.
- write down all my stories.
- read more.
- listen more.
- step outside my comfort zone (even with just small things)
- finish learning Italian and Croatian.
- be the brand new day.

How did he know that?

Today I had two long conversations with two different people.
I am so confused about life.
I have used the below quote before but its all I can think about right now.

“It was right then that I started thinking about Thomas Jefferson on the Declaration of Independence and the part about our right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. And I remember thinking how did he know to put the pursuit part in there? That maybe happiness is something that we can only pursue and maybe we can actually never have it. No matter what. How did he know that?”

Experience is what you get when you don’t get what you want.

speak less.

number nine with my head on the bar.

Today I read a few people’s blogs from past to present. It’s strange how time moves by but the same topics appear the whole way through. You see people enter and exit but the themes stay the same. Sometimes its the same person being written about all along. Sometimes.

I feel like I am in a dream like state. I feel like I’m in a movie montage and I am just standing still as my life flies around me super quick, I wonder what song would play during this scene, I don’t know where I am going. I feel as though this is the age where people struggle to break free and find themselves. I don’t know where to start looking. I can’t get certain things or people off my mind. Should I? Am I the blood? Was that your way of telling me to back off and relax? Do you want to be prioritised? Is Australia it? Is a career important? Should I just run away and see who follows? Should I lay awake? I don’t like making decisions and I don’t like being an adult. What’s the worst thing about making decisions? when you think you have made one but then everything in your life seems to push you away from it but you don’t want to give up (again) yet, you want to persevere.

You constantly make it impossible to make conversation
Keep us comatose but audible.
And I like it the farther I get out.
We pass it off but it’s all on us.
Only common conversation,
it took everything I got.
And I like it the farther I get out.

we won’t let you in.

I want you to bare all, tell me everything.
I don’t want to be in the dark.
Let me know.
What am I?
What do I mean?
Show me your everything.

lay in the grass.

with you, I feel like I’m getting somewhere.

plug.

I try not to do this too often as I feel it takes away all the sincerity but listen to these peeps.
They impress me.

myspace.com/ikariirock
myspace.com/elvascandal
myspace.com/kieranchristopherson

brand new day, in a life that you hate.

Tired of drowning in my sorrow.

I’m sick of being angry.
I hate that I think I have the curse handed down from my family.
The same curse that I always said I’d never have.
I hate my sooking existence.
I’m mad enough to scream yet sad enough to tear.
I hate that I make you hate me.
I hate that you left and haven’t looked back.
I hate that I have to stress about this and you probably haven’t thought once.
I’m sorry I didn’t make you proud.
I’m sorry you get angry at me.
I’m sorry to nag and annoy.
Misery loves company.
I hate that all this goes through my head.
I hate that I think too much.

I want to change everything but I don’t know where to start and even if I did, I wouldn’t have the willpower. I need someone to push me. I need all my shit to go away. I want something and someone new. Even just new experiences and new places. Teach me.

You inspire me to change. I am jealous of how easy you make it look. I know you’re sad now but you are making all the right moves. I am actually proud of you.

I wish you couldn’t read me so easily and I could read you. You’re such a challenge, I do like it though.

list.

Pretty happy with this.

Feb 17 – Salt N Pepa (Sydney)
Feb 21 – Good Vibrations
Feb 26 – Lupe Fiasco
Mar 13 – No Fun At All
Mar 25 – Gyroscope
Mar 28 – Brand New

my mates.

rhythm and blues.

Tonight I played my guitar for the first time in a long while.
It felt good.

change the past, please.

A man who doesn’t spend time with his family can never be a real man.

repeating conversations.

I want to move here.

needy.

I want a cold room, you and this CD.

caught.

91 years.

lyrics.

So I have a strange obsession with lyrics.
Almost anything that happens to me I can assign a song to it.
Here are some lyrics that have been constant in my thoughts lately.
Probably a boring post for some.

I don’t know what I’ve done
Or if I like what I’ve begun
But something told me to run
And honey you know me it’s all or none
There were sounds in my head
LIttle voices whispering
That I should go and this should end
Oh and I found myself listening
Cos I dont know who I am, who I am without you
All I know is that I should
And I don’t know if I could stand another hand upon you
All I know is that I should
‘Cos she will love you more than I could
She who dares to stand where I stood
See I thought love was black and white
That it was wrong or it was right
But you ain’t leaving without a fight
And I think I am just as torn inside
And I won’t be far from where you are if ever you should call
You meant more to me than anyone I ever loved at all
But you taught me how to trust myself and so I say to you
This is what I have to do

truly drunk enough to talk to you we sat until 4am, flicking through an atlas.
comparing destinations – repeating conversations
for you i’ll stay awake, awake, oh-oh.. for this i’ll stay awake, awake.
pins & needles in my arm that you’re leaning on.
Comfort? there is none, at least we’re touching
Drinking to every sunset – Sleeping through every sunrise

Do you believe you’re missing out?
That everything good is happening somewhere else
But with nobody in your bed
The night is hard to get through
And I will die all alone
And when I arrive I won’t know anyone
Well, Jesus Christ, I’m alone again
So what did you do those three days you were dead?
Because this problem’s gonna last
More than the weekend
Well, Jesus Christ I’m not scared to die
I’m a little bit scared of what comes after
Do I get the gold chariot
Do I float through the ceiling
Do I divide and fall apart
Cause my bright is too slight to hold back all my dark
This ship went down in sight of land
And at the gates does Thomas ask to see my hands?
I know you’ll come in the night like a thief
But I’ve had some time alone to hone my lying technique
I know you think that I’m someone you can trust
But I’m scared I’ll get scared and I swear I’ll try to nail you back up

The silence of a falling star.
Lights up a purple sky.
And as I wonder where you are.
I’m so lonesome I could cry.
I’m so lonesome I could cry.

So let me get this straight
Say now you loved me all along
What made you hesitate
to tell me with words what you really feel?
I can see it in your eyes
you mean all of what you say
I remember so along ago, see I felt that same way
Now we both have separate lives and lovers
Insignificantly enough
we both have significant others
Only time will tell
Time will turn and tell
We are who we were when
Could have been lovers but at least you’re still my day late friend
we are who, we are who we were when
Who knew what we know now
Could have been more but at least you’re still my day late friend
We are who, we are who we were when

Everyone in this town
is seeing somebody else
Everybody’s tired of someone
our eyes wander for help
Prayers that need no answer now
Cause I’m tired of who I am
You were my greatest mistake
I fell in love with your sin
Your littlest sin
“I’m here for you” she said
and we can stay for awhile,
my boyfriend’s gone,
we can just pretend.
Lips that need no introduction
Now who’s the greater sin.

I’ll think the words I’m afraid to speak.

Enjoyment?

Do you enjoy this game?
Cause I hate it.
Can I get cheats for it online?

David Banner.

His lyrics are extremely dirty.
I don’t hate it but.

Brucas.

I wish Lucas and Brooke got together in the end.

I hate Peyton.

respect is just a minimum.

learning life.

Today I learnt a lot of things.
Hopefully I use it all in a positive way.
Chasing the paper, chasing the dream.

and I know my spanish is so-so

I’m scared I’ll get scared…

Can’t believe the first month of 2010 is almost over already.
Time wont wait for me.

I’m looking forward to February though.
Salt N Pepa in Sydney.
Good Vibrations.
Lupe Fiasco.

March is a strong contender with Brand New.

I can’t wait to see what happens with you, I hope something.

I like having a pile of money.

I’ve been doing what I like, when I like, how I like.

Chest tattoo is almost finished.

I want you here now.

I hope I’m not late anymore, I want to be on time.

Looking forward to a holiday.

letter.

Ain’t a woman alive that could take my mama’s place
Suspended from school; and scared to go home, I was a fool
with the big boys, breakin all the rules
I shed tears with my baby sister
Over the years we was poorer than the other little kids
And even though we had different daddy’s, the same drama
When things went wrong we’d blame mama
I reminice on the stress I caused, it was hell

I finally understand
for a woman it ain’t easy tryin to raise a man
You always were committed

There’s no way I can pay you back
But the plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated

Now ain’t nobody tell us it was fair
No love from my daddy cause the coward wasn’t there
He passed away and I didn’t cry, cause my anger
wouldn’t let me feel for a stranger
They say I’m wrong and I’m heartless, but all along
I was lookin for a father he was gone

Cause when I was low you was there for me
And never left me alone because you cared for me
And I could see you comin home after work late
You’re in the kitchen tryin to fix us a hot plate
Ya just workin with the scraps you was given

Pour out some liquor and I reminsce, cause through the drama
I can always depend on my mama
And when it seems that I’m hopeless
You say the words that can get me back in focus
When I was sick as a little kid
To keep me happy there’s no limit to the things you did
And all my childhood memories
Are full of all the sweet things you did for me
And even though I act crazy
I gotta thank the Lord that you made me
There are no words that can express how I feel
You never kept a secret, always stayed real
And I appreciate, how you raised me
And all the extra love that you gave me
I wish I could take the pain away
If you can make it through the night there’s a brighter day
Everything will be alright if ya hold on
It’s a struggle everyday, gotta roll on

charge.

Tonight I went to the basketball game and I would like to know where all the hot girls that love basketball hang out during the week. How do I go about meeting them?

see the beauty of the skin through the aboriginal.

because this is even crossing my mind.

I don’t mean to sound so keen, but you know me and I don’t feel
To spoil what we’ve got, enjoy watching dots
Touring out lines, fully boring good time.

Through the scent of flowers and the humility of love
The evening is now set up for a thorough dreaming of
The gentle guessing games with a sense of sex and said
Every sentiment lending metaphors for bed.

I’ll soon lie to you tonight about the true signs that flew in my mind
I’ll keep my arms with me from wrapping right round you
Till what we spark of a thought that could drown you.

Does she do or does she don’t love me true or fuck me won’t?
The only time I know of love is when silence is violent
Optimism fizzing in the clonk in dizzy imagery
Rocking hot humidity, but this is sizzling

Stumble over innuendo
Does she notice, does she fuck know?
Starting the evening riffling through feelings.

I hate.

I hate that I hurt.
I hate that I don’t know.
I hate that you don’t care.
I hate that I have no control.
I hate this feeling.
I hate failing.
I hate going back on my word.
I hate not being able to speak.
I hate numbness.
I hate losing.
I hate, I hate, I hate.

surreal.

I think I have lost my mind.
Everything feels numb.
I am drifting.

that old familiar sting.

I wish I could take away your hurting.
I wish I could tell you everything is okay.
I wish you didn’t have to go through this.
I wish you would keep my name out of your mouth.
I wish, I wish, I wish.

I know you hate me.
I know you think I am crazy.
I know that me saying I have been through it all means nothing to you, but I am here to listen I hope you know that.
I know, I know, I know.

I hate that I can’t write anymore and I have a short attention span.
I hate that you don’t listen to the words I say.
I hate when you think ‘no’ means ‘yes’
I hate that you haven’t tried once in the last 8 months.
I hate, I hate, I hate.

I love your intelligence.
I love seeing you smile.
I love talking to you.
I love, I love, I love.

(clearly these aren’t all directed to the one person)

I make it easy but you assisted me.

Do you memorize theatrical lines
that seem to lead them in
Play the role with the good girl heart
oh the tangled web within
Who was it that lead you on
that made you want to hurt me so
Who are you out to forget
who’s forgot you long ago

Do you still feel it
calling in the act tonight
do you still feel it
seems like you’ve done this before
You make breaking hearts look so easy
seem like you’ve done this before
You’ve got breaking hearts all but down
and you’ve done this, you’ve done this before
You make stealing hearts look so easy
Where is the girl I adore
You’ve got breaking up all but down
I can’t love a thief anymore

Do you collect the souls you’ve lost
in the top of your dresser drawer
count the number of tears displaced
on lonely bedroom floors
where the shape of your heart once was
slowly takes the place of you
will they hold the memories now
of the love I though I knew

maybe it’s cause I never had a father raise me.

I am sorry to upset you.
I am sorry that you see truth in what I say.
I am sure that you could find it out there somewhere.
It may exist, it just takes a lot of work.
Good luck and godspeed.

portait.

I don’t want love to destroy me like it has done my family.

slim shady, please stand up?

friday.

Aside from waking up with no voice and a killer headache, today was a good day.

- hangs with good people.
- basketball.
- sleep.
- smashing darts.
- One Tree Hill.
- my couch.
- a fan.
- swinging chair.
- medication.

Looking forward to tomorrow, should be even better.

move along.

I’m going heartless.

It’s the easiest way.
No woman, no cry.

today was a good day.

- today I received good news and advice, I’m going to start chasing the money.

- I hung out with someone who is very fun.

- I ate swiss chocolate.

- I bought a great CD.

bullet points.

- I don’t really get into horoscopes but this was mine today, ‘Instant miracles are not on the way, but magical long-term possibilities certainly ARE on offer – even in areas of life where all has been tough lately.’

- What’s all this Jay Leno Vs Conan O’Brien beef? I am definitely on Conan’s team.

- save, save, save = travel, travel, travel.

- I feel a lot better now.

- I can’t wait for basketball to start again, becoming very unfit.

- You can run but you can’t hide.

- Cleveland show is good.

I noticed and it felt good.

I saw this thing on ITV the other week,
Said, that if she played with her hair, she’s probably keen
She’s playin with her hair, well regularly,
So I reckon I could well be in.

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