Sunday, June 08, 2014

There are no mistakes

I just went through the Netflix collection and found this fucker. Harry Dean Stanton is the coolest, most extraordinary and sort of mythical figure in Hollywood and he does not give a fuck. In this portrait he (and his colleagues) muses some, is silent lots and sings like an angel.
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