HOUDINI, starring Tony Curtis and Janet Leigh: the Tommy Karras DVD commentary
- We didn't meet like that, she was my damn assistant.
- SO NOT how she met my Mama.
- Oh, and Bess? Wasn't a blonde. She was also a singer. Where the hell's my sweet Rosabelle singing "Rosabelle?"
- Okay, the crowds were hardly ever that bad...and I'd have killed a guy 'fore I ever took a tomato to the face!
- ...okay, I probably would've done that. Right to the kisser.
- Step forward: that's how I thought. Still do.
- Tony Curtis is a great leading man...and to be fair? I, uh...I did get Bess that way a few times.
- Giving up the shows for locksmithing? Fuck. That. Shit.
- I never had to sneak around her like...what the hell! What the fuck was I thinking, renting this movie again? Oh yeah, I'm a masochist according to Dad and Sassy.
- This is seriously starting to piss me off.
- That's not how I started the straightjacket thing! And not even I was that good.
- I never liked the angle they play up here. I wasn't the first guy who did this shit.
- Von Shweger. My ass, Von Shweger.
- Oh God, here we go at the factory again.
- This is such horseshit.
- Double horseshit.
- Walk out on my mama? Bullshit. Fucking...someone please come take this movie away from me.
- Okay, fine. At least they got the press angle right.
- Crap, that's the lock I'm picking in Pioche. I forgot about that.
- Oh, and for the record? Tony so didn't have the right hair for this gig. It was my best hiding place.
- Nice movie gag, but no dice.
- Oh, Jesus...that's insane.
- This Von Shweger shit is annoying me.
- The safe thing I can live with. But Bess is pissing me off again. She was always worried.
- This Von Shweger thing...someone stop me from beating my head against the coffee table? Stupid toy...
- Let's see, an escape on Halloween about to go horribly wrong...I sense foreshadowing. Lots of sarcasm, can ya feel it?
- Oh no. Oh God. Someone save him. The suspense is killing me. NOT.
- Detroit River my ass. The Mississippi was the killer.
- That's not how Mama died...
I need to stop watching this for a while. Startled me a little, but...thinking about her death still hits me so damn hard, especially after losing Zee like I did.
I'm gonna go find my girls and hold May. 'Till she's thirty. Finish the movie later.
- SO NOT how she met my Mama.
- Oh, and Bess? Wasn't a blonde. She was also a singer. Where the hell's my sweet Rosabelle singing "Rosabelle?"
- Okay, the crowds were hardly ever that bad...and I'd have killed a guy 'fore I ever took a tomato to the face!
- ...okay, I probably would've done that. Right to the kisser.
- Step forward: that's how I thought. Still do.
- Tony Curtis is a great leading man...and to be fair? I, uh...I did get Bess that way a few times.
- Giving up the shows for locksmithing? Fuck. That. Shit.
- I never had to sneak around her like...what the hell! What the fuck was I thinking, renting this movie again? Oh yeah, I'm a masochist according to Dad and Sassy.
- This is seriously starting to piss me off.
- That's not how I started the straightjacket thing! And not even I was that good.
- I never liked the angle they play up here. I wasn't the first guy who did this shit.
- Von Shweger. My ass, Von Shweger.
- Oh God, here we go at the factory again.
- This is such horseshit.
- Double horseshit.
- Walk out on my mama? Bullshit. Fucking...someone please come take this movie away from me.
- Okay, fine. At least they got the press angle right.
- Crap, that's the lock I'm picking in Pioche. I forgot about that.
- Oh, and for the record? Tony so didn't have the right hair for this gig. It was my best hiding place.
- Nice movie gag, but no dice.
- Oh, Jesus...that's insane.
- This Von Shweger shit is annoying me.
- The safe thing I can live with. But Bess is pissing me off again. She was always worried.
- This Von Shweger thing...someone stop me from beating my head against the coffee table? Stupid toy...
- Let's see, an escape on Halloween about to go horribly wrong...I sense foreshadowing. Lots of sarcasm, can ya feel it?
- Oh no. Oh God. Someone save him. The suspense is killing me. NOT.
- Detroit River my ass. The Mississippi was the killer.
- That's not how Mama died...
I need to stop watching this for a while. Startled me a little, but...thinking about her death still hits me so damn hard, especially after losing Zee like I did.
I'm gonna go find my girls and hold May. 'Till she's thirty. Finish the movie later.