Tony Montana. Tony “Fucking” Montana. Why the fuck is he still a hero to people?
Tony Montana. Tony “Fucking” Montana. Why the fuck is he still a hero to people? Why was he a hero to people in the first place? I can understand him being recognized as a tragic figure, a narcissistic, less than intelligent, a ruthless entrepreneur, a guy who’s sister (with whom he wished to enjoy intercourse) hated him. His best friend was afraid of him. His wife was disgusted by him. Everyone wanted to kill him and they finally do. Best of all, no one cares when he does get killed. Even as a viewer, all you can think is, “Finally, he is dead. Jesus, I was sick of that guy.”
Anyway, I was recently walking down the street, minding my own beans when this fucking framed abortion goes “psst, over
hear here [thanks, Nick]” and I oblige.
It’s a gorgeously framed Tony Montana bank note (legal tender in the state of Montana) along with an elegantly framed gun and ammunition. The mantra “Who do I trust? I trust me!” is tastefully emblazoned in the the upper right hand corner of the bill. Yours for a mere $85.00 U.S.
So I figured, Tony, you win, again. I cannot deny you your Presidential status anymore. You are the real people’s choice. So, to anyone out there making or distributing Scarface Brand Clothing or Inspirational Messages, I thank you for keeping the dream alive.
Perfect for visitors day, weddings and funerals.
That is exactly how I’d spend $160.00.
Helping myself to a good old barf into Lisa’s Scarface pants. We decided to dress up as “People who just didn’t give a shit anymore”. The combination of clothing got pretty mathematical.
Cause it’s worth repeat viewings.