Alek Skarlatos, Spencer Stone and Anthony Sadler from Sacramento thwarted an attack on a Paris train in 2015.
They wrote a book which became a movie–filmed in Atlanta. My friend David has driven me by the studios in Atlanta and it’s amazing to me that this move production area has sprung up so quickly. And if you pay attention, there are lots and lots of films being made there now.
The Atlanta studios interest me, and I’m from Sacramento and so the story interests me…but what interests (or saddens) me the most are these two pics of Clint taken in the last month or so while he was in Atlanta for the shoot.
Clint was born in 1930. He’s 87 now and I’m not looking forward to the day when….. I won’t write it.
He made his spaghetti westerns in the early and mid-60’s and The Outlaw Josey Wales in 1976. Gran Torino was in 2009. I spent 60 minutes the other night watching movie clips of famous scenes from his westers and Dirty Harry films. What a great actor. A great hero.
I’ve enjoyed everything he’s done. Well, almost everything. That monkey movie he did wasn’t all that great…
Sat next to an interesting guy at Original Pete’s on Douglas and E. Roseville Parkway last night. Turned out he was an owner of Pete’s. He told stories of working for a man named Sam Gordon decades ago–owner of more than 1/2 dozen Sam’s Hofbraus in Sacramento plus the famous Sam’s Town in Cameron Park (remember peanuts on the floor and video games when you were a kid?).
When I told him I was in the window business, he showed me pictures of when he played at the Foreign Legion in Warroad, MN, home of Marvin Windows, met Jake Marvin, and stayed at his house! What a small world! The pic is of him on the right and he think’s it was taken in Warroad. How he got there? He lived near the Twin Cities at the time and his band was booked to do the gig up there. His Sacramento band has also been helicoptered in to the Rubicon Trail to play up there.
Finally, I had to dispute the menu page describing the first Original Pete’s as being opened in 1987 on J. Street. I happen to have a customer of the REAL first Pete’s Pizza in a strip mall on Folsom Blvd between Watt and Bradshaw that I frequented in the early to mid-80’s–before J. Street was opened. This guy was a total flashback on the eve of #TBT.
This is worth watching twice. I did. Darn allergies must be making my eyes water….
Airplane proposal and engine failure.