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She was wonderful as the arrogant, and viciously duplicitous Kai Winn in Star Trek: Deep Space Nine. One of the great TV villains of all time.

When you watch that series now, it's hard to believe it was made prior to 9/11 and all that has followed. The way it deals with the realities of people and war is pretty spooky. There is an episode titled "In the Pale Moonlight" that deals with "doing what you gotta do". It should be a training film for all those with serious political and/or military responsibility.
 
Great bit of fate, casting her in the Academy Award winning role in CooCoo, considering Anne Bancroft, Angela Lansbury, Ellen Burstyn, Geraldine Page, Jane Fonda, and Patricia Neal were offered the role first.
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Watched "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest" in an old movie theater in downtown Colorado Springs, about 1974. I was walking the beat as a young policeman and the theaters allowed us unlimited access in exchange for keeping the lobby areas cleared of drunks and dopers, and the balcony cleared of various deviant types.

Took about three or four days to watch a movie all the way through. I could justify 20 minutes or so for a "walk-through", but the dispatchers would have been all over me for sitting down and enjoying the whole thing at once.

Ten-hour shifts, 6PM to 4AM. Couple of theaters offering the latest flicks, an adult theater offering the raunchy stuff, half-dozen bars catering to various thugs, two or three pawn shops, J.C. Penney, Woolworths, couple of sleezy flop-house hotels ($2.50 per night, hourly rates available), jewelry store with easy financing for everyone, all night diner with alley parking, hot and cold running hookers on the street corners.

Call boxes every block or two. Tower lights to alert the beat cops when the dispatchers had a call for us to deal with. No cell phones, no pagers, just a nightstick, pocket sap, whistle, and revolver. No "do-overs", no Mulligans, get it done or wake up in the emergency room (maybe).

A real-life course in Realties of Human Behavior in Urban Environments.

Nothing about Jack Nicholson's character or Nurse Ratched struck me as truly unusual.
 
Watched "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest" in an old movie theater in downtown Colorado Springs, about 1974. I was walking the beat as a young policeman and the theaters allowed us unlimited access in exchange for keeping the lobby areas cleared of drunks and dopers, and the balcony cleared of various deviant types.

Took about three or four days to watch a movie all the way through. I could justify 20 minutes or so for a "walk-through", but the dispatchers would have been all over me for sitting down and enjoying the whole thing at once.

Ten-hour shifts, 6PM to 4AM. Couple of theaters offering the latest flicks, an adult theater offering the raunchy stuff, half-dozen bars catering to various thugs, two or three pawn shops, J.C. Penney, Woolworths, couple of sleezy flop-house hotels ($2.50 per night, hourly rates available), jewelry store with easy financing for everyone, all night diner with alley parking, hot and cold running hookers on the street corners.

Call boxes every block or two. Tower lights to alert the beat cops when the dispatchers had a call for us to deal with. No cell phones, no pagers, just a nightstick, pocket sap, whistle, and revolver. No "do-overs", no Mulligans, get it done or wake up in the emergency room (maybe).

A real-life course in Realties of Human Behavior in Urban Environments.

Nothing about Jack Nicholson's character or Nurse Ratched struck me as truly unusual.

Thanks for the memories! At least in those days, if an offender put his hands on you, he would pay dearly.


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Oddly, I have purposely avoided seeing this movie. It is the one book I remember from my college literature class. We read, and analyzed the book for several weeks.
I've found seeing a movie after I have read the book is invariably disappointing. So, in spite of the rave reviews, I have yet, nor will I, see this one.
And yes, in my many years in health care, I have met several Nurse Ratcheds. :o
 
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During high school, my psychology class took a field-trip tour of an insane asylum. 1968, I believe. One Flew Over The Cuckoos Nest was a summer resort compared to what I saw, leaving an image that will never leave my mind.

When running medic calls with AA County Md FD we went to the state Happy Home (Crownsville) twice. I think I would have to agree with the previous assessment. The movie was nothing like the real thing. Even worse....the state Penitentiary in Maryland. Those people were about as Cuckoo or worse than the crazies...and 4 times as dangerous...even in the Women's prison. I was in one of the smaller happy homes to visit a fellow. Waiting in the vestibule or meeting area to see him...a patient/client whatever they were, asked me for a cigarette. Gave him one. He kinda looked at me a little and in a real spooky manner said...GOTTTTA MATCH?? UMMMM no Holy **** no. They had a cigarette lighter built into the wall for goodness sake!
 
In the London suburb I lived in, threatening to drop your naughty kid off at Barley Lane was a common method of achieving compliance.
 
During high school, my psychology class took a field-trip tour of an insane asylum. 1968, I believe. One Flew Over The Cuckoos Nest was a summer resort compared to what I saw, leaving an image that will never leave my mind.

Same here, about the same year, senior year '68-'69. Never forget the little guy with hydrocephalus grabbing my hand and rubbing his head "Feel my head, feel my head." I thought I was a tough guy, leaked a few that day for sure.
 
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