Here's an even weirder possibility that almost happened: Gene Hackman was a major player in getting the film made early on, and he wanted to play Lecter.
Here's an even weirder possibility that almost happened: Gene Hackman was a major player in getting the film made early on, and he wanted to play Lecter.
That might be, though I always read Clarice's reaction to be more bemused than flattered, as if to say "Dude, seriously? I'm investigating a murder, and you're cutting into my precious time by hitting on me."
Well, OK. But only if it has the music from Requiem for a Dream playing in the background.
This movie was always about the way that men see women as a completely different, nearly non-human, entity from men. The centerpiece is, of course, Buffalo Bill, who thinks that he can erase his own identity by turning himself into a woman. But this theme is peppered throughout the story, from Jack Crawford talking…
How is it that someone else's comment can make me feel creepy?
I forget about them before they even happen!
Apparently, in the 80s they hadn't yet learned that you can't go from lip-synching to not-lip-synching and back to lip-synching again. Just awful.
This year, I'm sending Zach Galifnakis in my place. #FatLivesMatter
It sounds like another case of people caring less about what you say and more about how you say it. Style over substance. Which, given that the leading American presidential candidates consist of people saying dumb things but doing so in a loud and incendiary way, makes perfect sense.
That's a bingo.
Their, they're. No need to split hares.
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Sounds like Smacky the Frog should be preventing something else.
Too much of a pain in the ass to count out 2000 grains of rice.
It's maybe not so new anymore, but the opening sequence for Tim and Eric Awesome Show, Great Job! is classic. The exploding eyeballs, the bizarre dancing…it really encapsulates the show in a nutshell.
Yep. As restrained as he can be in a lot of other roles, this one takes full advantage of his oft-underused physicality and lets him -or more like requires him- to go completely berserk. He's actually pretty terrifying.
Have you watched Bronson?
How can you be sure? What if Dorothy's house had fallen on the Wicked Witch of the West instead?
How about face-sitting?
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