How is this not a "based on a true story" movie? Thread of historical narratives ripe for exploitation

it's sad, his Jalopy had a hole in its tire.

Would love to see a movie about Alves dos Reis who pulled off one of the biggest frauds in history - the Portugal Bank Note Affair
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alves_dos_Reis
https://www.globalfinancialdata.com/gfdblog/?p=1862

Wow. However:

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0424598/
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0562567/
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0874436/

José de Gálvez y Gallardo, 1st Marquess of Sonora, OCIII (2 January 1720, Macharavialla, Spain – 17 June 1787, Aranjuez, Spain)[1] was a Spanish lawyer and Visitador generál (inspector general) in New Spain (1764–1772); later appointed to the Council of the Indies (1775–1787).[2]

The task of defending the northern border of New Spain was, it seems, somewhat stressful.

By mid-July, however, Gálvez's health had begun to deteriorate. The weight of his responsibilities, he believed, had taken a toll. Indeed, by autumn he had begun to show the first serious signs of mental collapse. At Pitic (present Hermosillo), while on campaign against the Seris, he had emerged from his tent at two o'clock in the morning to explain to a nearby officer that St. Francis of Assisi had sent a written communication explaining the incompetence of his military leaders. Galvez thereupon revealed his own plan to "destroy the Indians in three days simply by bringing 600 monkeys from Guatemala, dressing them like soldiers, and sending them against Cerro Prieto," the rebel stronghold. Galvez apparently continued to lose touch with reality, taking on the identity of prominent personages from Montezuma to the king of Sweden, and of religious figures including St. Joseph and God himself.

bas jan ader.

dutch, born to calvinist minister parents in 1942. his father was executed by the nazis for helping jews when he was 2 years old.

became successful conceptual artist.

tried to cross the atlantic in the smallest boat ever. was lost at sea

he also flunked out of art school, hitchhiked to morocco, filmed himself falling off the roof of his house and other stuff.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mary_Bowes,_Countess_of_Strathmore_and_Kinghorne

There’s some extraordinary events in her life. She was an inspiration for The Countess Lyndon in Thackeray’s Barry Lyndon, filmed by Kubrick of course, though don’t think much of her life made it to the film.

The story of St. Guthlac has 'folk horror' written all over it: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guthlac_of_Crowland

Guthlac built a small oratory and cells in the side of a plundered barrow on the island. There he lived until his death on 11 April 714. Felix, writing within living memory of Guthlac, described his hermit's life:

Now there was in the said island a mound built of clods of earth which greedy comers to the waste had dug open, in the hope of finding treasure there; in the side of this there seemed to be a sort of cistern, and in this Guthlac the man of blessed memory began to dwell, after building a hut over it. From the time when he first inhabited this hermitage this was his unalterable rule of life: namely to wear neither wool nor linen garments nor any other sort of soft material, but he spent the whole of his solitary life wearing garments made of skins. So great indeed was the abstinence of his daily life that from the time when he began to inhabit the desert he ate no food of any kind except that after sunset he took a scrap of barley bread and a small cup of muddy water. For when the sun reached its western limits, then he thankfully tasted some little provision for the needs of this mortal life.

The 8th-century Latin Vita sancti Guthlaci, written by Felix, describes the entry of the demons into Guthlac's cell:[3][4]

They were ferocious in appearance, terrible in shape with great heads, long necks, thin faces, yellow complexions, filthy beards, shaggy ears, wild foreheads, fierce eyes, foul mouths, horses' teeth, throats vomiting flames, twisted jaws, thick lips, strident voices, singed hair, fat cheeks, pigeons breasts, scabby thighs, knotty knees, crooked legs, swollen ankles, splay feet, spreading mouths, raucous cries. For they grew so terrible to hear with their mighty shriekings that they filled almost the whole intervening space between earth and heaven with their discordant bellowings.

The motherfucking Cadaver Synod

This happened 114 years ago today https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tottenham_Outrage

The chase as described is absolutely astonishing.

great article

Wow.

Legit surprised that someone like Ken Russell never made an over-the-top biopic about painter Pierre-Joseph Redouté given who his patrons were.

what about this dude

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jerry_Balisok