On Helen's 2 Haiku and info on those Cheroots Clintwood smoked! Jill

[jill stockinger]

2 Haiku by Helen

Chaparral

 

High chaparral, vast

eternally rolling hills

Clint Eastwood’s cheroot

(I liked this! Jill)

 

Aromas

 

Sage brush after rain (sagebrush is One word)

primordial aromas (I feel “sagebrush after rain is ONE smell-- )

rising from the earth (then you say aromas, meaning multiple smells.)

               (or at least More than ONE KIND of smell-

maybe just say AROMA? Jill

 

So THIS?

Sagebrush after rain,

primordial aroma

rising from the earth.

 

(Nice!! Jill)

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Clint Eastwood Choked Down 'Vile' Cigars For The Sake Of A Fistful Of Dollars
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BY JEREMY SMITH/FEB. 28, 2023 7:13 PM EST
There are few cooler screen icons than Clint Eastwood's Man with No Name. The sneering hero of Sergio Leone's "Dollars Trilogy" was quick with a gun, economical with words, and garbed in the most randomly natty getup audiences had ever seen in a Western.

Ask a fan of the films to name one defining piece of attire, and they'll most likely lead with the poncho —) though Leone's fondness for close-ups repeatedly drew our attention to that dust-beaten, leather-banded cowboy hat. Sartorially, the rest is pretty basic: spurred boots, sheepskin vest, and black jeans. It's the accouterments that complete the picture. The pistol, the holster, and those skinny cheroot cigars. Movies have always made smoking look entirely too cool, but Eastwood's gunfighter demanded something nasty clenched between his gritted teeth.

Leone was meticulous with his framing and mise en scène, but when he teamed with Clint Eastwood — a TV star via "Rawhide" who had yet to make an impression in movies — on "A Fistful of Dollars," he gave the actor free rein to assemble his character's costume. Eastwood did as asked, and aced the assignment. If Eastwood had to do it again, he might've chosen a different style of smoke.


A nasty cigar for a perpetually cheesed-off hero
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In an interview with The Independent timed to the 20th anniversary of Leone's untimely passing in 1989, Eastwood opened up about his disdain for the cigars he made famous:

"I went out and bought a bunch of cigars that I thought would look good in a Western. I had no idea they'd taste so vile! But I brought those along with me and I gave them to props and we cut them all up. They were long cigars, called Virginia. I made a slew of them that I carried around in my pocket: different lengths to match up with different scenes."


(Eastwood did not smoke in real life.)