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The story about the relationship between a rebellious 50s teenager and his abusive father, based on the memoirs of writer and literature professor Tobias Wolff.
Director:
Michael Caton-Jones
Stars:
Robert De Niro,
Ellen Barkin,
Leonardo DiCaprio
The story of Harvey Milk, and his struggles as an American gay activist who fought for gay rights and became California's first openly gay elected official.
Rusty Dennis is the mother of Rocky, a seriously deformed but extremely intelligent and emotionally warm teenager. Rusty is a no-nonsense mother whose wild lifestyle is often at odds with her tenderness and protectiveness towards Rocky. She is determined that Rocky be given the same chances and happiness that everyone else takes for granted. Written by
Murray Chapman <muzzle@cs.uq.oz.au>
The poem that "Rocky" reads to "Rusty" was written by the real Rocky Dennis. See more »
Goofs
When they all go to the carnival, Rusty is wearing a black mini skirt. In the Director's Cut version, the next scene after Rocky and Rusty looking at his reflection in the fun-house mirror is the campfire where Rocky and Rusty perform Little Egypt. Here, Rusty is wearing black jeans. The next scene, after the fist fight breaks out at the campfire, is Rusty and Gar kissing on her front step, which appears after the funhouse mirror scene in the original and Rusty is wearing the black mini skirt again. See more »
Quotes
[after an unpleasant visit with the grandparents, Rusty is about to take a lot of drugs]
Gar:
[gets a beer from fridge]
If you get wasted off that crap, I'm not gonna stay here and babysit.
Rusty Dennis:
[scoffles]
You must be confusing me for some who gives a shit.
Gar:
Must be.
Rusty Dennis:
[looks at drugs in hand and sighs sadly]
You know, this just isn't going to work. You're telling me to do things and I'm just gonna end up hating you again.
Gar:
Oh come on. You and your old man have been going through this $hit for the longest time I...
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I saw this film on TV, and it really affected me, because it was so different from most of the cliche-ridden dramatic films. It didn't really fit any "genre", because the situation and characters were so different. They were truly American, bikers with a bit of bravado but underlying sensitivity and compassion, and sense of community. It makes sense that this was a true story. I thought both Stoltz and Cher did magnificent acting jobs, although Stoltz really carried the film, with his understated sense of irony and his willingness to help others, even though inflicted with such a stigma. I agree that he should have been bullied more if this was reality, yet Bogdanovich took a great risk in the superficial culture of celluloid, to devote an entire film to someone with an ugly, deformed face. Often, it was hard to look at him, and brought up questions about my own superficial judgments of people according to their appearances. I am saddened and at the same time, inspired, to hear this was a true story. Belated congratulations and thanks to all involved with this problematic, yet ultimately, encouraging, work.
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I saw this film on TV, and it really affected me, because it was so different from most of the cliche-ridden dramatic films. It didn't really fit any "genre", because the situation and characters were so different. They were truly American, bikers with a bit of bravado but underlying sensitivity and compassion, and sense of community. It makes sense that this was a true story. I thought both Stoltz and Cher did magnificent acting jobs, although Stoltz really carried the film, with his understated sense of irony and his willingness to help others, even though inflicted with such a stigma. I agree that he should have been bullied more if this was reality, yet Bogdanovich took a great risk in the superficial culture of celluloid, to devote an entire film to someone with an ugly, deformed face. Often, it was hard to look at him, and brought up questions about my own superficial judgments of people according to their appearances. I am saddened and at the same time, inspired, to hear this was a true story. Belated congratulations and thanks to all involved with this problematic, yet ultimately, encouraging, work.