I love this picture of us. We were both obsessed with Badlands, and I think that somehow informed how we presented ourselves.
We have that vaguely frightening and immediately-recognizable mixture of expressions on our faces:
1. We dig each other
2. We just rolled out of bed
3. We are about to go on a killing spree
4. And we don’t care.
Oh yeah. I see latent Bonnie and Clyde. Definitely.
I vote #3, totally.
It looks like we’re already on the run from the law, and hiding out in the woods, like the two murderous lovers did in Badlands.
And we are NOT SORRY for killing all of those people!!!
I saw her standin’ on her front lawn,
Just a-twirlin’ her baton,
Me and her went for a ride, sir,
And ten innocent people died.
Mutecypher – Ha! Exactly!
Or how about:
This here’s a story about Billy Joe and Bobbie Sue
Two young lovers with nothin’ better to do
Than sit around the house, get high, and watch the tube
And here is what happened when they decided to cut loose
They headed down to, ooh, old El Paso
That’s where they ran into a great big hassle
Billy Joe shot a man while robbing his castle
Bobbie Sue took the money and run
Go on, take the money and run
On the page that works so well with your picture.
But I have a hard time taking Steve Miller as seriously as Bruce Springsteen when he rhymes “El Paso” with “great big hassle.” Okay, it also rhymes with “castle” but he’s doing a lot of jumping with the scheme.
My quirk.
You and Michael need a sparse, twangy guitar and a lonely harmonica and a rhyme scheme that’s artfully broken.
And you may also need therapy. Or incarceration.
We need to die in a slo-mo rain of bullets!
That could be the title of your movie: Reign of Bullets.
Just checked Netflix and IMDB, there aren’t any movies with that title. We need to register http://www.reignofbullets.com and start the viral marketing campaign.