Fandango’s FOWC is easy.
Billy: I just want to know where you’re from.
Stranger on the highway: The city.
Billy: You’re from the city?
Stranger on the highway: It doesn’t make any difference what city, all cities are alike. That’s why I’m out here now.
Billy: That’s why you’re out here now? Why?
Stranger on the highway: Cause I’m *from* the city; a long *way* from the city, and that’s where I wanna be right now.
Easy Rider (1969) is movie that seemed so confusing to me as a child. It was boring and I couldn’t understand why the people in the restaurant were harassing the guys who just wanted to get something to eat. The cemetery trip was stupid. The ending was shattering senseless.
To look at it again, with the eyes of an adult, it is clear what an important movie it is. It’s an American Anthem for Freedom that every young adult should see at least once and that every adult should remember.
Things I remember about, “Easy Rider” without having to consult the crystal ball: Dennis Hopper directed this as well as starred in it. Dennis was in his 30’s in 1969.
Jack Nicholson was also in his 30’s and hadn’t had many big acting roles prior to it.
Karen Black played her one-note hot and bat shit crazy.
The motorcycles Dennis and Peter (Fonda, as in Henry Fonda’s son and Jane Fonda’s brother) rode were custom-made, and I think there is a documentary out there just on the motorcycles.
They don’t make movies like this one much anymore.