Peter Fonda, Two-Time Oscar Nominee and Star of 'Easy Rider,' Dies at 79

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Two-Time Oscar Nominee and Star of 'Easy Rider,' Dies at 79

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Peter Fonda, the two-time, Oscar-nominated star of "Easy Rider" and more recently films such as "Ulee's Gold" and the remake of "3:10 to Yuma," has died, his manager confirmed to TheWrap. He was 79.

Fonda was part of a family of Hollywood royalty, the son of Old Hollywood star Henry Fonda and the brother to Jane Fonda, as well as the father of Bridget Fonda. His rise in the '60s was emblematic of the counterculture of the era.

With his long hair, friendship with ’60s rock stars and rebellious persona on screen, Fonda became a symbol of the 1960s counterculture movement. His early films paired him with Roger Corman as bikers and anti-heroes in the ’60s films “The Wild Angels” and “The Trip.” He then co-wrote and starred in the 1969 classic “Easy Rider” as directed by Dennis Hopper, playing the biker by the name of Captain America. The film was nominated for two Oscars, including for Fonda’s screenplay.
 

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The inspiration for the Beatles' "She Said, She Said." Fonda was at a party at the Byrds' house in L.A. in 1966. He'd had a near-death experience when he was a child, and he went up to everybody telling them, "I know what it's like to be dead." Lennon made it into a song, changing the "he" to "she" but keeping the rest of it to what he was thinking at the time, which was that Fonda was creeping him out.
 

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The inspiration for the Beatles' "She Said, She Said." Fonda was at a party at the Byrds' house in L.A. in 1966. He'd had a near-death experience when he was a child, and he went up to everybody telling them, "I know what it's like to be dead." Lennon made it into a song, changing the "he" to "she" but keeping the rest of it to what he was thinking at the time, which was that Fonda was creeping him out.

Just wanted to say the movie in your sig pic, Badlands is a awesome movie.
 

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I had that exact same style/ color scheme crash helmet as a teenager,,,and I can't recall the name of the flick he was in that was about a pair of couples in a motorhome & they piss off some deranged madman while out on the road,I remember they had a little on/off road motorcycle strapped across the back of the R.V.,,,and I had always intended on fabricating a carrier that would slide into the receiver hitch on mine,lol, I think my seeing that flick was why I bought an rv to begin with.
 

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I had that exact same style/ color scheme crash helmet as a teenager,,,and I can't recall the name of the flick he was in that was about a pair of couples in a motorhome & they piss off some deranged madman while out on the road,I remember they had a little on/off road motorcycle strapped across the back of the R.V.,,,and I had always intended on fabricating a carrier that would slide into the receiver hitch on mine,lol, I think my seeing that flick was why I bought an rv to begin with.
That was "Race With The Devil", I loved that movie! They witness a satanic ritual sacrifice and get chased by the cult, crazy movie. In the movie they're trying to get to San Antonio, because all the little towns they come across are run by Satanists. They filmed most of that movie not far from where I grew up, around San Marcos, Bandera etc.



In High School, a couple of friends and I had our own "Race With The Devil" moment. It was early December, it was getting cold out and a few of us went down to a campground on River Road next to the Guadalupe River to do some underage drinking late one Friday night. That time of year, there ain't no one around, not even cars driving by. We got ourselves a nice little spot on a ridge overlooking some campgrounds and the river, but well hidden just in case the very rare case that a Sheriff or County Constable is driving by.

Sometime after midnight, this big bus pulls in to the campgrounds below us, which was kinda weird that time of year. Even weirder, people were coming out of the bus and they were wearing black robes, but none of them was talking, just milling around a bit. It was a very strange sight, me and my buds whispered about what we should do and right about that time, one of them must of heard us and looked up towards the ridge we were on and pointed towards us. Oh $#!&%! I yelled "let's get the %&@$ outta here!" Bound and determined not to go down like Peter Fonda and Warren Oates did in that movie, we jumped in my '76 Torino, mashed that accelerator, left spitting a hail of gravel and rocks and a cloud of dust. I was still laying rubber when we hit the asphalt, that 351 Windsor was howling!

We went back, that next morning, but the bus was gone, we didn't find anything, no signs of a campfire, trash, blood, animal carcasses,.... nothing. I think our our bat out of hell exit, spooked them enough to hightail it outta there too.
 

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That was "Race With The Devil", I loved that movie! They witness a satanic ritual sacrifice and get chased by the cult, crazy movie. In the movie they're trying to get to San Antonio, because all the little towns they come across are run by Satanists. They filmed most of that movie not far from where I grew up, around San Marcos, Bandera etc.



In High School, a couple of friends and I had our own "Race With The Devil" moment. It was early December, it was getting cold out and a few of us went down to a campground on River Road next to the Guadalupe River to do some underage drinking late one Friday night. That time of year, there ain't no one around, not even cars driving by. We got ourselves a nice little spot on a ridge overlooking some campgrounds and the river, but well hidden just in case the very rare case that a Sheriff or County Constable is driving by.

Sometime after midnight, this big bus pulls in to the campgrounds below us, which was kinda weird that time of year. Even weirder, people were coming out of the bus and they were wearing black robes, but none of them was talking, just milling around a bit. It was a very strange sight, me and my buds whispered about what we should do and right about that time, one of them must of heard us and looked up towards the ridge we were on and pointed towards us. Oh $#!&%! I yelled "let's get the %&@$ outta here!" Bound and determined not to go down like Peter Fonda and Warren Oates did in that movie, we jumped in my '76 Torino, mashed that accelerator, left spitting a hail of gravel and rocks and a cloud of dust. I was still laying rubber when we hit the asphalt, that 351 Windsor was howling!

We went back, that next morning, but the bus was gone, we didn't find anything, no signs of a campfire, trash, blood, animal carcasses,.... nothing. I think our our bat out of hell exit, spooked them enough to hightail it outta there too.

:lmao: thanks for sharing the title of that movie & about that down by the river experience:lmao2: it definitely sounds like a weird trippy& creepy one

* was yer' chariot sportin' the Starsky&Hutch striped tomato paint?
 
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