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Kevin Costner Was Killing It

Sometimes people kill it for a long period of time, and it’s wholly inconceivable that they would one day stop killing it. It’s a sad reality of the world we live in. Sustained ability to slay on the regular doesn’t come easy… and the descent from killing it, to manslaughtering it, to maiming it, to injuring it, is a long, arduous and extremely confronting journey.

"I used to fucking slay it"

Movies are great – because they stay around forever like luggage or herpes. They’re also a telling window into the bygone eras of humans once killing it who no longer kill it. You could say a lot of people fall into this boat, but none more so, than one of my favourites – Kevin Costner.

Man, I fucking love Kevin Costner movies. 80’s Costner. 90’s Costner. He went in. He went in hard. He made a 4.5 hour movie about wolves, and got his Oscar on. That’s killing it, of the highest degree.

Let’s look at some of Costner’s classics firstly.

Prince of Thieves – Enjoy this montage of Costner killing it set to Bryan Adams’ inimitable #1 smash, Everything I do, I do it for you. 

Field of Dreams – He builds a fucking baseball field and goes back in time… killing it.

"I brought Ray Liotta out of the corn!"

Bodyguard – saving Whitney Houston’s smacked out ass from death…

I think you’re getting the picture, and I didn’t even mess with JFK or the Untouchables.

And then… it all went away. Some blame Water World. Some blame the powers that be not exactly loving the lid being blown off the JFK face. I just blame the eternal cycle of killing it, which surrounds us and penetrates us. It binds the galaxy together.

Regardless of the reason, Costner has had scant few moments of amazingness since his killer 80’s / early 90’s run of insanity… aside from the incredible, For Love of the Game which is the movie of the decade, every decade. Here are some great moments of Costner killing it, just so we can all recognise how much of a GOAT he once was.

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