i dont care if it was the early seventies
when looking like youd been dragged backwards through a leech infested swamphenge
was way cool
man
i dont care if al pacino is a bit of a mito
nor if his gringaccento was whiny as fuck
i dont even care that at times in the film when hes fully bearded
and you can only see his mug
he looks particularly handsome
like a glammy cross between marco and stefan
i dont care if people sometimes wore glider sized lapels to weddings
with sideburns that would have made old burnside cringe
i dont even care that he was a rebel
a hippy
a groover
or the fucking formosan queen mother
i dont care if he was an evil scientists version of a love child of a highly stoned chong, bill oddie and billy from easy rider
i dont care if his mum spoke to him in italian dialect
nor that the real bloke was ethically outstanding
thats just fucking obscene
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