I didn't know about Chu Me, and I'd forgotten about Holly Goodhead. I'd put them on the list and make it a baker's dozen.
I didn't know about Chu Me, and I'd forgotten about Holly Goodhead. I'd put them on the list and make it a baker's dozen.
I spent a few months in 2003 as a home loan auditor (doing my part as part of the problem), and I collected funny names. Top place was a tie between Tittsworth and Sackmaster.
Top 10 (11) Bond Girl names:
Honey Rider
Pussy galore
Bambi and Thumper (same movie)
Plenty O'Toole ("named after your father, perhaps?")
Mary Goodnight
Octopussy
Xenia Onatopp
Peaceful Fountains of Desire (no kidding)
Dr. Molly Warmflash
Strawberry Fields
Blues Brothers is the best unless you get really picky and say it has to involve a sketch character, in which case it has to be Stuart Saves His Family. Wayne's World isn't bad though. I enjoyed Coneheads, but I cite my age at the time (13) as excuse. The rest of the SNL films are varying levels of shitty.
Fowahr sup-pah I er ahh waaahnt aah pahhttee plahhttaahh! -Gandi & JFK
I forgot he did Falling Down. I fucking love that movie. (One of the best, if possibly unintentional, versions of the Odyssey ever.)
I'm the other person, apostrophe. Don't fee bad. Actually, I told my girlfriend the basic plot, after which it took a very long time to convince her to see it, but when she did she also found herself getting wrapped up in it surprisingly easily. Yeah, some of the camera work is a little too… athletic, but it's still a…
I think someone needs to first remove the douche from their own eyes.
I just can't cry for a spider. They're disgusting.
8 hairy legs, segmented exoskeletons, and all those beady eyes? Mandibles?
no fucking way
James and the Giant Peach was also one of the most terrifying things I ever read as a child. Just horrible.
He was a leaf on the wind.
Damn you to tell, Joss Whedon.
I meant sick, but what the hell.
I could actually imagine Robin Hood that way.
As a sort of outsider artist, taking shots at the corporate establishment, maybe even a little disreputably himself. That could be cool.
So, in that spirit, this is like a little independent film right?
Yeah, that made me laugh a little to. But then, I AM a suck motherfucker.
You're gonna get an assfull of pipewrench!
You might have me there, Bicurious, and I mean that in every way.
I'd like to see Trejo and Olmos go head to head on the next "Who's More Grizzled!?"
I did love her in Soap, and "having sleeping with" is surely my new euphemism for snoosnoo.
To me he'll always be young Indiana Jones.
My love for the movie remains despite its now more apparent problems. But I gotta say, nothing in Real Genius was as surreal as Atherton coming off as a nice guy. He just plays the prick so well.
The peanut is neither a pea, nor a nut. Discuss.