I was walking through the square when two of those giant american helicopters with two rotor blades fly over making a hell of a noise, they were flying so low, the sound of their rotor blades was echoing back off the buildings, criss-crossing in ripples of noise. As I looked up I knew there was only one thing to say to the pin-striped commuter next to me, and in my best Martin Sheen drawl,
"Saigon … shit; I'm still only in Saigon."
He looked blankly at me. Looked me up and down, noticing the blood on my shorts from yesterday's bicycle accident (don't ask, but since you have it was another cyclist who slammed into me, sending me to my knees in the middle of the road. He claimed to be in advertising and was working on a cycle safety campaign errrrr whatever, if he were he was on too much of that inspiration powder.), after gazing in twitching horror at me, he seriously freaked and walked into traffic to get away from me, luckily for him the lights were changing.
I loved it. I thought it was a beautiful moment, the perfect quote for the perfect time and because he was a tight-assed, fucked-up commuter unable to accept any sort of off-the-cuff remark he almost killed himself. That's London.
This is the closest I can get to the Saigon clip.
If you want Apocalypse Now And Then try this...
A film made by a very talented friend Sand, on the right, since you ask.
and if you want a truly brilliant Apocalypse Now, try this
which has the Saigon quote...
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