That Cobra movie, I tell you, that car, what a thing! You know, the one that man, what’s his name, Sylvester, drove. That car from the movie Cobra, black as coal, shiny like a new dime. I saw it once, that movie, years ago. My grandson, he showed it to me. He’s all into them old movies, bless his heart.
They say it’s a 1950 Mercury. A Mercury, ain’t that something? Sounds fancy. Back in my day, we just had old beat-up trucks, you know? Not these fancy movie cars. This one, they called it a Monterey. Like that place, Monterey, by the water? Don’t know nothin’ about that, though. This car from the movie Cobra, though, it was somethin’ else.
They chopped it up, I heard. Made it look mean. Like a snake, ready to strike. Just like that Cobra fella, that Sylvester, in the movie. He was a tough one, that one. Reminds me of my late husband, rest his soul. Always gettin’ into scraps, but had a good heart, deep down.
Now, that car from the movie Cobra, that Sylvester, he owned it. Can you believe it? Drove it around, I reckon. Must be nice, havin’ a movie car. I wouldn’t know what to do with it. Probably just park it out front, scare the crows away from my garden. Those darn birds, always eatin’ my tomatoes.
- That car, it’s a 1950, they say.
- Mercury, like the planet, I guess.
- They call it a Monterey. Fancy name.
- That Sylvester, he owned it. The whole thing!
They made more than one, though. For the movie, you see. Couldn’t have just one. They gotta crash ’em up, make a big show. That’s Hollywood for ya. Always gotta be a big show. They say they busted up two of them car from the movie Cobra. Smashed ’em to pieces. Such a waste, seems to me. Coulda given ’em to some folks who needed a car.
But one of them, that car from the movie Cobra, it survived. Like a tough old weed, that one. And that Sylvester, he kept it. Good for him, I say. He earned it. Probably reminds him of the good old days, fightin’ the bad guys and all that.
There was this fella, Eddie, I think, they called him. Eddie Paul, from somewhere in California. He built them cars for the movies. Made ’em look all tough and mean. He’s gone now, they say. But he sure knew his way around a car. Bet he coulda fixed up my old truck, made it run like new.
It was a good movie. That Cobra. I like a good action movie now and then. Gets the blood pumpin’, you know? Makes you feel young again. Even if it is just for a little while. And that car from the movie Cobra, well, it was the star of the show, besides that Sylvester, of course.
You see these old movie cars sometimes, at them car shows. All shined up, lookin’ pretty. People takin’ pictures. It’s a sight, I tell ya. Makes you wonder what all stories they could tell. All the places they been, all the things they seen.
They say it is heavy that car from the movie Cobra. Heavy like lead. A lead sled they called it, I reckon. Don’t know much about that, though. But that name, sounds strong, doesn’t it? Just like the car, the movie.
Someone told me, I don’t know who, that one of those Cobra cars is hidden away somewhere. In some private collection, they say. Like a treasure. Well, I guess it is, in a way. A piece of the movies, you know? A piece of history, kinda. That car from the movie Cobra is not just a car, you see.
My grandson, he’s always lookin’ up stuff about them old movie cars. Says you can find out where they all ended up. He showed me some pictures once. It’s interestin’, I suppose. To see where they are now, these old cars. That car from the movie Cobra, though it’s special. You don’t see many like that anymore.
I remember that movie. The car chases, the shootouts. All that excitement. It was somethin’, I tell ya. And that car from the movie Cobra, right in the middle of it all. Black and shiny, like a dream. A tough dream, but a dream nonetheless. Maybe that Sylvester still drives it sometimes, when he’s feeling brave. Or maybe it just sits there, all quiet, rememberin’ the old days, like the rest of us.
