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Terry Southern (1 May 1924 – 29 October 1995) was an American author, essayist, screenwriter and university lecturer, noted for his distinctive satirical style. Part of the Paris postwar literary movement in the 1950s and a companion to Beat writers in Greenwich Village, Southern was also at the center of Swinging London in the sixties and helped to change the style and substance of American films in the 1970s. In the 1980s he wrote for Saturday Night Live and lectured on screenwriting at several universities in New York.
Southern's dark and often absurdist style of satire helped to define the sensibilities of several generations of writers, readers, directors and film goers. He is credited by journalist Tom Wolfe as having invented New Journalism with the publication of "Twirling at Ole Miss" in Esquire in 1962, and his gift for writing memorable film dialogue was evident in Dr. Strangelove, The Loved One, The Cincinnati Kid, Easy Rider, and The Magic Christian. His work on Easy Rider helped create the independent film movement of the 1970s.
Terry Southern: Red-Dirt Marijuana
Profile: Terry Southern (Open Road Media)
Candy (1968) Trailer
Terry Southern - Mother Mischief/Terry Southern Interviews A Male Faggot Nurse
Terry Southern - Candy ("The Hunchback")
Terry Southern's Plums and Prunes Final Trailer
Writers Rejection: James Jones and Terry Southern
Terry Southern - Blood of a Wig ("Kennedy Assassination Sequence")
Terry Southern - Boulevard of Broken Balls
Terry Southern - Blue Movie ("The Casbah Sequence")
Terry Southern Flash & Filigree book trailer
Terry Southern - The Magic Christian ("The Parking Ticket")
From one of the most influential writers of the twentieth century, Terry Southern (Screenwriter on Dr. Strangelove, Easy Rider, The Cincinnati Kid and the author of such novels as The Magic Christian and Blue Movie) comes a hard-hitting short script combining the author's satiric eye with his surrealist impulse first published in PLAYBOY Magazine in 1967. TERRY SOUTHERN'S PLUMS AND PRUNES was originally intended as part of an anthology of Risque Cinema entitled "Pardon me Sir, But is my Eye Hurting your Elbow", but wasn't made due to its "questionable taste". That is, until now. Forty years later TERRY SOUTHERN'S PLUMS AND PRUNES is a reality in all its twisted and perverted glory. Set in 1950's picturesque America, TERRY SOUTHERN'S PLUMS AND PRUNES is the story of Brad, or more generally, about the male fear of growing old. Featuring a marvelous Free Jazz Soundtrack and flawless photography, TERRY SOUTHEN'S PLUMS AND PRUNES is a thought-provoking expose on the male psyche with a Grand Guignol finish. A sexual fantasy rooted in reality--a nightmare reality of aging in a youth-centered world.
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Actors: King Hollis (producer), King Hollis (actor), Karl Kimbrough (editor), Glenn Hoeffner (actor), Terry Southern (writer), Britt West (actor), Steven R. Stone (producer), Steven R. Stone (producer), Mark Crawford (writer), Mark Crawford (writer), Mark Crawford (director), Robert Adams (producer),
Plot: Terry Southern interviews a Male Nurse that turns out to be gay. Then Terry investigates the implications of the medical profession and a gay staff meanwhile he infers to a politically unsettling medical system in regards to the 1960's. Quirky and though provoking.
Genres: Short,What you do
Raise the roof
Everybody
Wants you to
And you do it with
And you do it with
And you do it with
And you do it with love
When you do
That thing you do
Love comes through
You raise the roof
Put the music on
Put the music on
Put the music on
They all wanna dance
Can do anything?
If you dare
Don't mean a thing
Unless you care
And you do it with
And you do it with
And you do it with
And you do it with love
All those years I wasted
Sitting on my own
Think what I could have tasted
If I'd only known
Why did I wait?
Why did I wait?
Don't tell me it's too late
Why did I wait?
Don't tell me it's too late
So open up
Before you start
Open hand
Open heart
Bring it on
Bring it on
Bring it on
Bring it on home
Bring it on home
Bring it on home
Why did I wait?
Why did I wait?
Don't tell me it's too late
Don't tell me it's too late
Don't tell me it's too late
Don't tell me it's too late