Strangelove'90 10 / 10 09/02/2006 16:39:27 » Rispondi Momma and Daddy raised me with love and care They sacrificed, so I could have a better share They fed me and nursed me and sent me to school Momma taught me how to sing, Daddy lived the Golden Rule When I think of the children alone in play Abandoned and wild like a fatherless child I think of my Momma and how she could sing Harmony with my Daddy, our laughter would ring.
Down the highway, on the beaches Just as far as it may reach-es I still hear Daddy singin' his ol' Army songs We laugh and count horses as we drove along. We were young then, we were together We could bear floods and fire and bad weather And now that I'm older, grown up on my own I still love Momma and Daddy best, my Idaho home. Momma grew up on the prairies of Kansas She was tender and sweet. The dust and tornadoes surround her But they left her straight up on her feet. My Daddy grew up on his own, more or less His Momma died when he was just eleven. He had seven sisters to raise him. But he dreamed of his Momma in heaven. His Daddy drank whiskey and had a sharp eye. He sold chicken medicine farmers would buy. Together they hunted the fields and the farms When his daddy died, my Daddy rested in my Momma's arms.
Non è solo il più bel film di Altman, ma uno dei capolavori della storia del cinema. Il mix di commedia, dramma, patetico, problematiche sociali e musica è perfetto. Canzoni bellissime, attori perfetti, regia da manuale. Da vedere e rivedere