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The Inmates are a British garage rock/pub rock band, formed after the split up of The Flying Tigers in 1977. In the early 1980s, they had a medium sized international hit with a cover of The Standells' "Dirty Water", and a UK Top 40 hit with "The Walk". "Dirty Water" reached #51 in the United States in January 1980.
Around 1981, the lead singer Bill Hurley became ill following a breakdown, and his place was taken for some time by Barrie Masters, who had recently split with Eddie and the Hot Rods. The Inmates continued to record and tour with Masters until he decided to reform the Hot Rods, and Hurley was well enough to return to fronting the Inmates.
In 1987, The Inmates recorded Meet The Beatles, a live album of Beatles' cover version songs. It was re-released on CD with bonus cuts including a live version of "Dirty Water".
One of The Inmates' songs, "So Much in Love" (written by Jagger/Richards), was covered by The Lonely Boys in the mid 1990s.
As of 2007, The Inmates are still working and touring, especially in continental Europe. After thirty years, they still have four of the original five band members, and continue to play both original songs and covers.
Actors: Soliman Cruz (actor), Michael De Mesa (actor), Emilio Garcia (actor), Ara Mina (actress), Allan Paule (actor), Sid Lucero (actor), Simon Ibarra (actor), Raul Morit (actor), Paolo Villaluna (producer), Paolo Villaluna (editor), Paolo Villaluna (director), Paolo Villaluna (writer), Paolo Villaluna (writer), Hector Macaso (miscellaneous crew), Hector Macaso (actor),
Plot: Set in two contrasting enivronments that undeline the same premise of imprisonment, Selda tells the story of Rommel (Sid Lucero), a young man who accidentally kills a boy, resulting in his incarceration. Inside the jail, he befriends another inmate, Esteban (Emilio), who becomes his rock and protector. Seven years later, Rommel is living in the province as a farmer together with Sita (Ara Mina) his wife. Esteban tracks down Rommel in hopes of renewing a brewing love affair. Rommel and Sita welcome Esteban into their lives, until their intimacy crosses borderlines and results in the undeniable scourge of self-discovery.
Keywords: ex-convict, independent-film, jail, love-triangle, one-word-title, prison-riot, prisoner, rape, wardenWhen you said you loved me, did you really love me or did the words just spill out like drool on my pillow. €˜Cause I was naked when you said those words, but I felt covered in your whispered worship. And as you passed out fast on my shoulder, I imagined a child waiting so sad and still for his mom to arrive. Did she leave you an orphan, in that big, brown leather chair? Said, €œ Don€™t you move a muscle, kid, I€™ll be back in twenty years,€? You were scared, you were lonely, but you must€™ve been aware; life is a series of calluses, this is just another layer. So, build€™em up, tough it out, yeah, that€™s your skin €" don€™t let anyone under there.
When you said you needed me, did you really need me or was it just someone €" oh, you€™d take anything. Am I first on that list of yours, or am I second, or third? So, who€™s that ahead of me, some harlot from Pittsburgh? Or Detroit, Santa Fe, or San Diego? I know you€™re so alone, but how much affection does one guy really need?
Did you date a lot in high school? Were you always chasing girls? Couldn€™t you find some young valentine to steal your heart for good? Were you content, or contemptible? Are your memories pleasant, or is it a string of endless flings of bitter resentment. Seems that what you want and what you need doesn€™t mean a thing, we€™re just here for the taking.
When you said you€™d hurt me, did you think you hurt me? Are you really that cocky? Oh, what a heartbreaker! Well, I€™ve got my armor €" yeah, I€™ve been through some battles before €" and I met your old girlfriend, she said, €œBaby, don€™t bother.€? She told me you told her you€™d hurt her€.funny, how familiar. So, how much of this relationship was rehearsed?
Did you act out as a child? Were you always crying wolf? Attention-starved, you tried too hard to get someone to look. Now you€™re the wolf in second-hand clothing; I€™m the sheep in a pleated skirt. It€™s an awkward form of payback, but if it works for you €" it works. It€™s that I recognize your off-white lies, still, I lie beside you €" and that€™s what really hurts.
When you said you€™d leave me€well, why haven€™t you left me? What are we still doing here, so desperate for company? There€™s a greyhound on Jackson Street, there€™s an airport in Council Bluffs€hell, there€™s a car in the driveway €" fifty ways to get lost.
But as I hold you and listen to you sleeping, I€™m starting to wonder if you really believe that you€™d ever really leave. Would you leave me, and orphan, in that big, brown leather chair? The one you€™ve lugged around from town to town for all these years. It€™s the trophy of your childhood, like a shark€™s tooth or gator skin boots €" but this one holds you prisoner €" it holds me prisoner too. What we need to set us free is to let go of each other €" let go of everything.
When I said I loved you, it was because I loved you. When I said I needed you, well, I really need you. Yeah, I guess you hurt me, for once you€™re a man of your words. Well, guess what €" I€™m leaving €" I can€™t be your prisoner.
I won€™t.