Police Story: Gladiator School (1988)

Actors

• Anthony LaPaglia (actor)
• Robert Conrad (actor)
• M.C. Gainey (actor)
• Benjamin Bratt (actor)
• Ed O'Neill (actor)
• Dean Norris (actor)
• Sylvester Levay (composer)
• James Darren (director)
• Scott Burkholder (actor)
• Jason Bernard (actor)
• Peter Kwong (actor)
• Jophery C. Brown (actor)
• John Apicella (actor)
• E. Jack Neuman (miscellaneous crew)
• John Carter (actor)

Genres

• Drama

Nineteen Eighty-Four (1984)

Actors

• John Hurt (actor)
• Richard Burton (actor)
• Cyril Cusack (actor)
• Annie Lennox (actress)
• Roger Lloyd-Pack (actor)
• Michael Radford (director)
• Michael Radford (writer)
• Emma Porteus (costume designer)
• Phyllis Logan (actress)
• Dominic Muldowney (composer)
• Rolf Saxon (actor)
• Robert Putt (actor)
• Suzanna Hamilton (actress)
• Al Clark (producer)
• Garry Cooper (actor)

Genres

• Drama
• Romance
• Sci-Fi
• Thriller

Taglines:

George Orwell's Terrifying Vision Comes To The Screen.
Big Brother is Watching...
The year of the movie. The movie of the year.

Quotes:

O'Brien: If you want a vision of the future, Winston, imagine a boot stamping on a human face forever.

Winston Smith: [voice-over] Thoughtcrime is death. Thoughtcrime does not entail death. Thoughtcrime IS death. I have committed even before setting pen to paper the essential crime that contains all others unto itself.

[Winston writes in his forbidden diary]::Winston Smith: [voice-over] April the 4th, 1984. To the past, or to the future. To an age when thought is free. From the Age of Big Brother, from the Age of the Thought Police, from a dead man... greetings.

Syme: Beautiful thing, the destruction of words.

[Winston writes in his forbidden diary]::Winston Smith: [voice-over] If there is hope, it lies in the proles. If they could become conscious of their own strength, they would have no need to conspire. History does not matter to them.

[Winston describes visiting a prostitute in the off-limit proletarian areas in his diary]::Winston Smith: [voice-over] It was three years ago, on a dark evening. Easy to slip past the patrols, and I'd gone into the proletarian areas. There was no one else on the street, and no telescreens. She said, "Two dollars," so I went with her. She had a young face, painted very thick. It was really was the paint that appealed to me: white like a mask, and bright red lips. There were no preliminaries. Standing there with the smell of dead insects and cheap perfume, I went and did it just the same.

[Winston renders a war hero an "unperson"]::Winston Smith: [into his speaker phone] Rutherford unperson. Substitute Ogilvy. Ogilvy blog details as follows: war hero, recently killed, Malabar front. Today awarded posthumous secondary order of conspicuous merit second class.::[Winston tapes over Rutherford's face, consigning him to oblivion]

Winston Smith: [reciting poem] Under the spreading chestnut tree / I sold you / You sold me.

[Charrington and Winston look at an old sketch of a church]::Charrington: Oranges and lemons, say the bells of St. Clements...::Winston Smith: What was that?::Charrington: Something old...

Winston Smith: Look, I hate purity. Hate goodness. I don't want virtue to exist anywhere. I want everyone corrupt.::Julia: Well, I ought to suit you, then. I'm corrupt to the core.::Winston Smith: Do you like doing this? I don't mean just me...::Julia: I adore it.

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• YOU'RE INSANE - Rod Stewart
• Irony Scene - Knob

You must be crazy or half insane
Look at your eyeballs, street cocaine
You drink that white rum, you hit the roof
What do you expect, one-five-one proof
You drive your mustang down Sunset Strip
And in the back seat, a big black whip
Look at your lipstick, all 'round your face
Everything you do is in bad taste
Chorus:
Baby I think you're cute
But there's no substitute for love
Honey it's a crying shame
This whole mad town thinks you're insane
You take me dancing but I can't dance
but when I try to, you start to laugh
You shake your hips child like a rattle snake
You make me jealous make no mistake
You went to Woodstock and all that trash
Your generation is fading fast
You wear them hot pants, they're out of style
You like brown sugar, I think it's vile
(Chorus)
One of these nights child, it won't be long
Somebody somewhere who's big and strong
In a dark alley, a blood stained coat
He'll stick his long thing right down your throat
(Chorus)
Lord have mercy
Hey baby, I think you're insane baby
You got no brain, you're insane
Tell me baby, can you play harp
Can you play bass
Can you play guitar
Can you play drum
Then you're insane

Hey nice to meet you
I am the guy who always smiled to you
But you never smiled me back
Hey nice to meet you
You are the guy we always laughed at
But I always thought you´re cool
Now we are standing in this crossroad
I look in to your eyes
I´m about to fall in love
What kind of god can drop this shitload
Can´t be together
But tonight
I´d be glad to take you home
Our first night
will be last
everything will happen too fast
we are meant
to be together
But we cant hold on forever
Cause i have to go
It was nice to know you
Too late I called you
if I`d only knew
you can love a guy like me
I would wanted to show you
All the love I can give you
If I`d only knew
you can love a girl like me
Now we are standing in this crossroad
I look in to your eyes
Im about to fall in love
What kind of god can drop this shitload
Cant be together
But tonight
I´d be glad to take you home
Our first night
will be last
everything will happen too fast
we are meant
to be together
But we cant hold on forever
Cause I have to go
Gone, you`ll be gone
Too far but tonight
Id be glad to take you home
Our first night
will be last
everything will happen too fast
we are meant
to be together
But we can´t hold on forever
Cause I have to go
Our first night...
we are meant to be forever
But we cant hold on