The hippie subculture was originally a youth movement that arose in the United States during the mid-1960s and spread to other countries around the world. The etymology of the term 'hippie' is from hipster, and was initially used to describe beatniks who had moved into San Francisco's Haight-Ashbury district. Both the words "hip" and "hep" came from African American culture and denote "awareness." The early hippies inherited the countercultural values of the Beat Generation, created their own communities, listened to psychedelic rock, embraced the sexual revolution, and some used drugs such as cannabis, LSD and magic mushrooms to explore altered states of consciousness.
In January 1967, the Human Be-In in Golden Gate Park in San Francisco popularized hippie culture, leading to the legendary Summer of Love on the West Coast of the United States, and the 1969 Woodstock Festival on the East Coast. Hippies in Mexico, known as jipitecas, formed La Onda and gathered at Avándaro, while in New Zealand, nomadic housetruckers practiced alternative lifestyles and promoted sustainable energy at Nambassa. In the United Kingdom, mobile "peace convoys" of New age travellers made summer pilgrimages to free music festivals at Stonehenge. In Australia hippies gathered at Nimbin for the 1973 Aquarius Festival and the annual Cannabis Law Reform Rally or MardiGrass. "Piedra Roja Festival", a major hippie event in Chile, was held in 1970.
"A Generation Began In His Backyard."
Vilma: You should see what I'm packing up here.
Carol: Everyone with their little perspective. Perspective shuts out the universe, it keeps the love out.
VW Guy: Like ants making thunder.
Elliot Tiber: Where are my arms?
[Elliot finds his father pouring a jug into the freshly-filled swimming pool]::Elliot Tiber: Dad, that's bleach for the laundry.::Jake Teichberg: It kills the germs. What's the difference?
[the Chamber of Commerce discussing tourism ideas]::Frank: Well, okay. We got a lot of dairy farms around here, right? And a fair number of bulls. Okay, you've all heard of the running of the bulls in that town in Spain, Pampoona.::Elliot Tiber: Pamplona.::Frank: Well, no one's doing one in the Catskills. Seems to be a big draw over there.::Annie: It would be very amusing to see all those Jews from Levitsky's summer colony, you know, the ones with the black top hats and the curls, running for their lives chased by our local livestock. Wouldn't that be a wonderful sight!
[Elliot is spreading the white bedsheets into a giant X on the lawn to flag down Michael Lang's helicopter]::Sonia Teichberg: Elli! What is this with the sheets?::Elliot Tiber: What does it look like? I'm making a big cross on the lawn!::Sonia Teichberg: With the clean sheets? Jake, our boy's gone crazy! Making a Ku Klux Klan rally on our property!
Billy: I remember this hill.::Elliot Tiber: Like "remember" remember or "Vietnam flashback" remember?
Elliot Tiber: Mom! Dad! You're like superheroes!
Sonia Teichberg: No stchupping in the bushes!
Plot
Across The Universe is a fictional love story set in the 1960s amid the turbulent years of anti-war protest, the struggle for free speech and civil rights, mind exploration and rock and roll. At once gritty, whimsical and highly theatrical, the story moves from high schools and universities in Massachusetts, Princeton and Ohio to the Lower East Side of Manhattan, the Detroit riots, Vietnam and the dockyards of Liverpool. A combination of live action and animation, the film is paired with many songs by 'The Beatles' (qv) that defined the time.
Keywords: 1960s, absent-father, abuse, acid, acoustic-guitar, african-american, afro, alcohol, alien, american-flag
All you need is love.
Within the lyrics of the world's most famous songs, lives a story that has never been told. Until now.
They lived without rules. They loved without fear. But as the world changed, so did they.
From director Julie Taymor comes the most original, exhilarating, spectacular, groundbreaking motion picture of the year.
JoJo: Music's the only thing that makes sense anymore, man. Play it loud enough, it keeps the demons at bay.
Max: Jude, this is my sister, Lucy.::Jude: [later, to Lucy] My god, you... you have perfect teeth!
Lucy: We're in the middle of a revolution Jude. And what are you doing? Doodles and cartoons?::Jude: Well I'm sorry I'm not the man with the mega-phone, but this is what I do.
Army Sergeant: Is there any reason you shouldn't be in this man's Army?::Max: I'm a cross-dressing homosexual pacifist with a spot on my lung.::Army Sergeant: As long as you don't have flat feet.
Lucy: I would lay in front of a tank if it would bring Max back and end this war.::Jude: Yeah, it wouldn't.
Jude: [drawing picture of Lucy, looks at her] Come here.::Jude: [Lucy comes closer]::Jude: I just want to get your eyes right.
Sadie: [upon seeing Prudence for the first time] Where'd she come from?::Jude: She came in through the bathroom window.
Max: [they head for the basement of the campus, they come to a room. Jude closes the door] Shit, I'm outta shape! Woo! [he pants heavily trying to catch his breath before he recognizes Jude from earlier] You're the guy who was asking for the janitor, right?::Jude: [nods] Yeah.::Max: So what are you, uh, like the, uh, assistant janitor?::Jude: I'm just bunking down here, y'know. Temporarily.::Max: [as he observes his surroundings] Why?::Jude: Why do you need to know?::Max: You wanted by the cops? Huh? FBI?::Jude: You know it looks to me as though, uh... You're the one who's on the run.::Max: Uh... yeah. Thank you for that by the way.::Jude: What would that lot have done if they'd caught you?::Max: [he and Jude sit down] I don't know. Something, uh, involving genitalia and shoe polish.::Jude: Nasty.::Max: Yeah. Where's that accent from?::Jude: Same place as me. Liverpool.::Max: Do you have a name?::Jude: Yeah. [smiles] It's Jude.::Max: [smiles] Max. [he extends his hand, Jude shakes his hand]::Jude: [as he shakes Max's hand] I'm please to meet you.::Max: Well, uh, Jude, as a stranger to our shores, the least I can do is offer you some Ivy League hospitatilty. [he tosses Jude a flask]::Jude: [a beat] Cheers. [he takes a drink from the flask]
Hippie Guitarist: Learn French or die.
Max: And you know what really pisses me off is I swallowed all those cotton balls and they never even took a damn x-ray.::Hippy dude: You still have options man.::Max: Yeah, jail or Canada and they both suck. I mean I could never come home, so what is it, it's a choice of a 6x4 cell or an endless wasteland of frozen tundra.::Hippy dude: Montreal is cool.::Max: Man, they speak French.::Hippie Guitarist: So learn French. Learn French or die.
Plot
Across The Universe is a fictional love story set in the 1960s amid the turbulent years of anti-war protest, the struggle for free speech and civil rights, mind exploration and rock and roll. At once gritty, whimsical and highly theatrical, the story moves from high schools and universities in Massachusetts, Princeton and Ohio to the Lower East Side of Manhattan, the Detroit riots, Vietnam and the dockyards of Liverpool. A combination of live action and animation, the film is paired with many songs by 'The Beatles' (qv) that defined the time.
Keywords: 1960s, absent-father, abuse, acid, acoustic-guitar, african-american, afro, alcohol, alien, american-flag
All you need is love.
Within the lyrics of the world's most famous songs, lives a story that has never been told. Until now.
They lived without rules. They loved without fear. But as the world changed, so did they.
From director Julie Taymor comes the most original, exhilarating, spectacular, groundbreaking motion picture of the year.
JoJo: Music's the only thing that makes sense anymore, man. Play it loud enough, it keeps the demons at bay.
Max: Jude, this is my sister, Lucy.::Jude: [later, to Lucy] My god, you... you have perfect teeth!
Lucy: We're in the middle of a revolution Jude. And what are you doing? Doodles and cartoons?::Jude: Well I'm sorry I'm not the man with the mega-phone, but this is what I do.
Army Sergeant: Is there any reason you shouldn't be in this man's Army?::Max: I'm a cross-dressing homosexual pacifist with a spot on my lung.::Army Sergeant: As long as you don't have flat feet.
Lucy: I would lay in front of a tank if it would bring Max back and end this war.::Jude: Yeah, it wouldn't.
Jude: [drawing picture of Lucy, looks at her] Come here.::Jude: [Lucy comes closer]::Jude: I just want to get your eyes right.
Sadie: [upon seeing Prudence for the first time] Where'd she come from?::Jude: She came in through the bathroom window.
Max: [they head for the basement of the campus, they come to a room. Jude closes the door] Shit, I'm outta shape! Woo! [he pants heavily trying to catch his breath before he recognizes Jude from earlier] You're the guy who was asking for the janitor, right?::Jude: [nods] Yeah.::Max: So what are you, uh, like the, uh, assistant janitor?::Jude: I'm just bunking down here, y'know. Temporarily.::Max: [as he observes his surroundings] Why?::Jude: Why do you need to know?::Max: You wanted by the cops? Huh? FBI?::Jude: You know it looks to me as though, uh... You're the one who's on the run.::Max: Uh... yeah. Thank you for that by the way.::Jude: What would that lot have done if they'd caught you?::Max: [he and Jude sit down] I don't know. Something, uh, involving genitalia and shoe polish.::Jude: Nasty.::Max: Yeah. Where's that accent from?::Jude: Same place as me. Liverpool.::Max: Do you have a name?::Jude: Yeah. [smiles] It's Jude.::Max: [smiles] Max. [he extends his hand, Jude shakes his hand]::Jude: [as he shakes Max's hand] I'm please to meet you.::Max: Well, uh, Jude, as a stranger to our shores, the least I can do is offer you some Ivy League hospitatilty. [he tosses Jude a flask]::Jude: [a beat] Cheers. [he takes a drink from the flask]
Hippie Guitarist: Learn French or die.
Max: And you know what really pisses me off is I swallowed all those cotton balls and they never even took a damn x-ray.::Hippy dude: You still have options man.::Max: Yeah, jail or Canada and they both suck. I mean I could never come home, so what is it, it's a choice of a 6x4 cell or an endless wasteland of frozen tundra.::Hippy dude: Montreal is cool.::Max: Man, they speak French.::Hippie Guitarist: So learn French. Learn French or die.
Plot
Driving through the countryside, Kati, Jochen and Lukas take some magic mushrooms. One of them, Lukas, is not coming down from them. Hearing voices like multiple different low turned radio programs, changing and mixing altogether. The diagnosis of the physician: paranoid schizophrenia. Not able to filter and interpret the sensations presented he encounters fear, inner voices, paranoia and is drifting away from reality.
Keywords: beach, brother-sister-relationship, campfire, caravan, cologne, color-in-title, hippie, jumping-off-a-bridge, magic-mushroom, marijuana
Plot
Fanatical leader Julian Tau brings his childhood regression techniques to the weak and vulnerable and forms the "New Beginnings" cult. But what happens when someone within the cult finds out he's drugging the water to keep people under his maniacal grasp?
Keywords: character-name-in-title, cult-leader, six-word-title
Meet a modern cult that belives in happiness through childhood regression.
Plot
The deranged adventures of Gonzo journalist Hunter Thompson and his attorney Oscar Acosta, referred to in the movie as "Laslow". Thompson attempts to cover the Super Bowl and the 1972 Presidential election in his typical drug-crazed state, but is continually and comically sidetracked by his even more twisted friend Laslow. Allegedly based on actual events.
Keywords: 1960s, based-on-novel, cannabis, courtroom, drugs, flashback, gonzo-journalist, hitchhiker, journalism, lsd
I hate to advocate weird chemicals, alcohol, violence or insanity to anyone... but they've always worked for me.
Based on the twisted legend of Hunter S. Thompson
[Thompson is speaking to a crowd of college students]::Questioner: I was just wondering if you could tell me, um, if you thought drugs and alcohol would make me a better writer.::Dr. Hunter S. Thompson: That's a good question. Let me see... [the audience cheers as Thompson lights a joint. A few people throw joints onto the stage] In my case, you know, I hate to advocate drugs or liquor, violence, insanity to anyone. But in my case it's worked.
Dr. Hunter S. Thompson: You couldn't invent someone like Carl Lazlo. He was a... he was one of a kind. He was a mutant. A real heavyweight water buffalo type... who could chew his way through a concrete wall and spit out the other side covered with lime and chalk and look good in doing it.
Dr. Hunter S. Thompson: Hi sir, it's Harris from the Post. Can I get you anything sir?::Candidate: How's the family Harris?::Dr. Hunter S. Thompson: Oh the family, well that's bad news. The screwheads finally came and took my daughter away. Let me ask you a question sir, what is this country doing for the doomed? There are two kinds of people in this country, the doomed and the screwheads. Savage tribal thugs who live off their legal incomes, brow deep out there; no respect for human dignity. They don't know what you and I understand, you know what I mean.::Candidate: You ever play football, Harris?::Dr. Hunter S. Thompson: Yes sir, thank you sir. I played in college, and they're gonna get your daughter too sir. I've heard their rallies, they like Julie but Tricia... and they really hate you sir. You know that one and a half of the State Senate of Utah are screwheads. You know I was never really frightened by the bopheads and the potheads with their silliness never really frightened me either, but these goddam screwheads, they terrify me. And the poor doomed, the young, and the silly, the honest, the weak, the Italians... they're doomed, they're lost, they're helpless, they're somebody else's meal, they're like pigs in the wilderness.::Candidate: Come here Harris, come here. Fuck the doomed!
Dr. Hunter S. Thompson: [into tape recorder] Forecast is for "bad craziness".
Plot
Matt Johnson, Jack Barlow, and Leroy Smith are three young California surfers in the 1960s. At first reveling in the carefree life of beaches, girls, and waves, they eventually must face the fact that the world is changing, becoming more complex, less answerable by simple solutions. Ultimately the Vietnam war interrupts their idyll, leaving them to wonder if they will survive until "Big Wednesday," the mythical day when the greatest, cleanest, most transcendent wave of all will come.
Keywords: 1960s, adolescence, beach, california, draft-board, episodic-structure, flash-forward, four-segments, friend, friendship
Three friends. Twelve Turbulent Years. And One Day We All Must Face.
A day will come that is like no other... and nothing that happens after will ever be the same
Narrator, Fly: Stay casual, Barlow.
Leroy the Masochist: Mexico! Surfboards! Guns!
Girl at Party: You've got a great figure.::Peggy Gordon: Thank you. You too.::Girl at Party: Is that a padded bra?::Peggy Gordon: No, this is all me.::Girl at Party: God.::Peggy Gordon: You should try a padded bra.::Girl at Party: I have one on.
Matt Johnson: I don't wanna be a star. Have my picture in magazines, have a bunch of kids looking up to me. I'm a drunk, Bear, a screw up. I just surf cause its good to go out and ride with your friends. I don't even have that anymore.
[Waxer pretends to be homosexual to avoid being drafted]::Sergeant: Are you a homosexual?::Waxer: Well, I guess I am. I wrote it down, "Homosexual Tendencies: Yes." Yes.::Sergeant: Well, you're just gonna love it in the United States Army. There's lots of men there. And they get real close in foxholes and tanks, and in combat. Get him out of here and process him in the Marine Corps.::Waxer: If you send me to Vietnam, I'll just die.
[Leroy the Masochist pretends to be insane to avoid being drafted]::Psychologist: I see here they call you a masochist.::Leroy the Masochist: I like pain.::Psychologist: Can you be specific? What kind of pain do you like?::Leroy the Masochist: Any kind of pain.::Psychologist: Such as?::Leroy the Masochist: I like fights, I've dove through windows, I've eaten light bulbs, I like sharks, any kind of blood. If you gave me a gun, I'd shoot you in the face just to see what it looked like when the bullet hit.
Matt Johnson: You know, Mrs. Barlow, there's something I'd like straighten out.::Mrs. Barlow: What's that, Matt?::Matt Johnson: Well, I did a lot of things around here I'm kind of ashamed of. I tore up your lawn with my '40 Ford...::Mrs. Barlow: Many times.::Matt Johnson: Took my pants off in front of your friends...::Mrs. Barlow: Oh, yes.::Matt Johnson: And I even passed out in your closet, but I never, and I don't know who could have if I didn't, but I never, and I repeat never, ever pissed in your steam iron.
Bear: That's the lemon next to the pie.
Leroy the Masochist: Why don't you get back to Burbank!
Spectator: Hey, do you surf, man? Are you a surfer?::Bear: Oh, no... Not me, I'm just a garbage man.
Sweet talking hippie
Cross your killing floor, baby
Gonna come a little closer
Cause you know I want more, baby
Don't run off
Don't you be afraid of me
You know you are what you made you baby
I am what I try to be
You know I need your love
And I could use your money
And if you ain't got a dime
We'll sell tickets, honey
You know we need each other, baby
Like a diamond and a ring
Now settle back now, woman
And watch me do my thing
Just a little bit closer, it's all right
Just a little bit closer, it's all right
Just a little bit closer, just a little bit
Just a little bit, little bit, little bit, little bit,
Little bit, little bit, little bit, little bit,
Little bit, little bit,just the littlest bit,
The littlest bit, littlest bit
Sweet talking hippie
Cross your killing floor, baby
Gonna come a little closer
Cause you know I want more, baby
That's all I am, I said that's all I am
I said that's all I am, that's all I am
Thank you.