D-Day: War’s over, man. Wormer dropped the big one.
Bluto: Over? Did you say “over”? Nothing is over until we decide it is! Was it over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor? Hell no!
Otter: Germans?
Boon: Forget it, he’s rolling.
Bluto: And it ain’t over now. ‘Cause when the goin’ gets tough…
[thinks hard]
Bluto: the tough get goin’! Who’s with me? Let’s go!
[runs out, alone; then returns]
Bluto: What the fuck happened to the Delta I used to know? Where’s the spirit? Where’s the guts, huh? This could be the greatest night of our lives, but you’re gonna let it be the worst. “Ooh, we’re afraid to go with you Bluto, we might get in trouble.” Well just kiss my ass from now on! Not me! I’m not gonna take this. Wormer, he’s a dead man! Marmalard, dead! Niedermeyer…
Otter: Dead! Bluto’s right. Psychotic, but absolutely right. We gotta take these bastards. Now we could do it with conventional weapons that could take years and cost millions of lives. No, I think we have to go all out. I think that this situation absolutely requires a really futile and stupid gesture be done on somebody’s part.
Bluto: We’re just the guys to do it.
D-Day: Let’s do it.
Bluto: *Let’s do it*!
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Cannot Be Unseen of the Day: Screw Hitler — if I ever get hold of a time machine I’m going back to 1986 and making damn sure this movie gets produced.
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Cannot Be Unseen of the Day: Screw Hitler — if I ever get hold of a time machine I’m going back to 1986 and making damn sure this movie gets produced.
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As a lifelong card-carrying member of Team Zissou, I have to say Fantastic Mr. Fox is my new favorite Wes Anderson movie. What the cuss, you’re probably thinking. Well, cuss yeah! You’ll understand what I’m talking about after you see the movie. It’s my new favorite cuss word replacement, by the way, too. Thanks, Wes.
I know everyone acts like Wes Anderson is the second coming of Scorsese, and it’s true. Scorsese even said so himself. But the real reason why Fantastic Mr. Fox works on so many levels is it truly encompasses the magic of moviemaking. And that’s what movies are and should be all about. It works on so many levels from the sleight-of-hand of the stop-motion process, to the meticulous attention to detail in the tiniest of props and wardrobe pieces (taken from Anderson’s swatches, naturally) and of course, the wit, heart and cast Anderson employs time and time again. If Anderson ever influenced me to direct before, my faith in trying something new has been fully restored and further challenged.
With full access to Roald Dahl’s manuscripts and his English estate, Anderson more than brings Dahl’s imagination to life. He takes it to another level. He even recorded his actors playing in the fields of the English countryside, digging, giggling and interacting in the childlike way we long for but seldom revisit, which is great because when I was in second grade my two favorite things to do were to draw horses in a fictitious countryside with my best friend Anne and read Roald Dahl books, so he has created an environment I’ve always wanted to explore. And it works for adults and children alike. As Anderson told The New Yorker, “I wanted to make a children’s movie like some of the ones I grew up with. And that went with the idea of how you didn’t have to wear helmets when you ride bicycles. I never wore a helmet riding a bicycle, and, in a way, the movie is for children who don’t wear helmets when they ride bicycles.”
Fantastic Mr. Fox keeps you feeling as Royal as Gene Hackman and Ben Stiller’s sons were dangling from the side of a fire truck. And for escapism’s sake, how bad could that really be? I’ve never had a children’s movie make me feel this alive since I was a child.
But wait, I forgot to mention, it’s a heist movie! And don’t all men and boys love a good heist movie, or want to be in a heist? (Good Lord, I just referenced a Dane Cook joke. Please forgive me.) As far as Clooney heist movies are concerned, I dare to say this sinks his previous Ocean-ic exploits. And that’s coming not only from a Life Aquatic expert, but an overall film fanatic. Besides, who better to play a sly, cunning fox than Georgie Boy?
Fantastic Mr. Fox opens in select cities this weekend, and goes wide on Thanksgiving, for all to fête.
Meryl: Why don’t you let me fix you some of this new Mococoa drink? All natural cocao beans from the upper slopes of Mt. Nicaragua. No artificial sweeteners.
Truman: What the hell are you talking about? Who are you talking to?
Meryl: I’ve tasted other cocoas. This is the best.
I’m gonna give you to the count a 10, to get your ugly, yella, no-good keister off my property, before I pump your guts fulla lead!
Oh my, I may have to have an Angels/Home Alone double bill tonight!
This reminds me of the Christmas we got our first family computer - an old Mac of some sort, I probably still have it. My parents had it all set up for me and my brother with the words “Merry Christmas! Keep the change, you filthy animals.”
Snakes… snakes… why does that sound familiar, do we know any Snakes?
Indie God.This kid was born indie and I love it. His fucking name is Max Records. His middle name might as well be “Awesome.”
Just got home from seeing this. It was pretty solid. I’ll post the link to the review I do of it on Monday.
Bill Murray: You’re messing with me because you’re both troublemakers.
GZA: Troublemakers?
Bill Murray: The Wu-Tang Clan.
GZA: The Wu-Tang Clan.
Bill Murray: You’re GZA the genius, and you’re the RZA aka Bobby Digital.
GZA: And you’re Bill Murray. Bill Groundhog Day, Ghostbustin’ ass Murray. Who you gonna call?
Bill Murray: I know, don’t tell anybody.
Obviously the best (read: only memorable) vignette from Coffee and Cigarettes
Lux Aeterna by Chris Mansell
If I ever make a movie, this will be on the soundtrack. Even if that movie has no instances in which Lux Aeterna should be played. Even if that movie is a screwball comedy starring Leslie Nielsen as a bumbling, well-meaning zookeeper and Bill Murray as the sarcastic, unhelpful cage cleaner. I will still use this song.
Jonah Hill will play an orangutan.
