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Okay, here's the quotes that no one got. Admittedly, they're horrible.
01. Tromeo and Juliet. Murray Martini is the name of the Mercutio analog, for some reason. Tromeo and Juliet is the only actually good movie Troma ever made, in my opinion. Everything else requires some level of teeth-gritting or bad-movie disbelief-suspension (er... this does too), whereas T&J is still Troma-riffic (cudgel shaped like Hitler's head, tattoo needle jammed into eye, naked girls, penis puppet) but intelligible and snappily written. As 343 informed me, the main writer (James Gunn) wrote Slither and the Specials, which had a certain level of writerly, uh, goodness. Anyhow, it's a cheesy movie, and you'll cringe at probably multiple scenes if you ever see it, but I like it.
10. Dellamorte Dellamore (Cemetery Man). I haven't seen this in probably eight or nine years, but I remember it being pretty excellent. It's really the only zombie movie I care about, as I was just telling Optic, with the possible exception of Shaun of the Dead. Rupert Everett is great and inspired the look of the protagonist in Dylan Dog, an awesome italian detective supernatural comic. There is some amount of collegey film-wankery, and it's possible you won't like the ending, but I think it's worth it. Download if you don't want to buy outright, and see.
13. I changed this to The Parent Trap, perhaps to no avail. Originally it was Kuch Khatti, Kuch Meethi (a little sour, a little sweet). It's a hindi remake of the Parent Trap, and a pretty good example of the genre. The line I had (with the all men are dumbos) was said to the guy the evil stepmother was trying to marry off one of the daughters to. It's great, believe me. The estranged mother leaves (and takes one of the set of twin daughters with her) because her husband slaps her. When she gets back together with him, at the end of the movie, she does so because HE SLAPPED HER AGAIN. It's like a toggle switch.
Parent Trap proper is an awesome movie with Hayley Mills, who is my mom's favorite actress probably. It's one of those movies that formed some of the background of my childhood (we had the tv edit (for length, not content, duh) on vhs). People's attitudes toward things were really weird in the 60s.
The line I picked was said by the evil attempting-to-become-stepmother Vicky, who was bored on a camping trip with the twins and their dad. I also like the original That Darn Cat, thank you very much, I'll be here all week.
16. The Adventures of Buckaroo Banzai. The line I used was chosen over "Doomed is your soul and damned is your life" because I thought it'd be harder, and, uh, it was. Once (last semester, really) I was talking to a teacher of mine while wearing a jacket I'd ironed a Banzai Institute patch onto. He asked me what it was, and I had to sum up BB, which was a challenge. I said that it was about a guy who was a sort of caricatured renaissance man, a surgeon, rock star, race car driver, inventor, and martial-arts-of-some-kind expert. He had to save the world from the bad guys, essentially. The teacher said, well, is he your role model? At the time I was taking the animal cognition class from Irene Pepperberg, and the teacher I was talking to had been teaching me typography. I had been telling him I was thinking of taking a programming course, too, I think. So I had to agree, even though it'd never occurred to me before.
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01. Tromeo and Juliet. Murray Martini is the name of the Mercutio analog, for some reason. Tromeo and Juliet is the only actually good movie Troma ever made, in my opinion. Everything else requires some level of teeth-gritting or bad-movie disbelief-suspension (er... this does too), whereas T&J is still Troma-riffic (cudgel shaped like Hitler's head, tattoo needle jammed into eye, naked girls, penis puppet) but intelligible and snappily written. As 343 informed me, the main writer (James Gunn) wrote Slither and the Specials, which had a certain level of writerly, uh, goodness. Anyhow, it's a cheesy movie, and you'll cringe at probably multiple scenes if you ever see it, but I like it.
10. Dellamorte Dellamore (Cemetery Man). I haven't seen this in probably eight or nine years, but I remember it being pretty excellent. It's really the only zombie movie I care about, as I was just telling Optic, with the possible exception of Shaun of the Dead. Rupert Everett is great and inspired the look of the protagonist in Dylan Dog, an awesome italian detective supernatural comic. There is some amount of collegey film-wankery, and it's possible you won't like the ending, but I think it's worth it. Download if you don't want to buy outright, and see.
13. I changed this to The Parent Trap, perhaps to no avail. Originally it was Kuch Khatti, Kuch Meethi (a little sour, a little sweet). It's a hindi remake of the Parent Trap, and a pretty good example of the genre. The line I had (with the all men are dumbos) was said to the guy the evil stepmother was trying to marry off one of the daughters to. It's great, believe me. The estranged mother leaves (and takes one of the set of twin daughters with her) because her husband slaps her. When she gets back together with him, at the end of the movie, she does so because HE SLAPPED HER AGAIN. It's like a toggle switch.
Parent Trap proper is an awesome movie with Hayley Mills, who is my mom's favorite actress probably. It's one of those movies that formed some of the background of my childhood (we had the tv edit (for length, not content, duh) on vhs). People's attitudes toward things were really weird in the 60s.
The line I picked was said by the evil attempting-to-become-stepmother Vicky, who was bored on a camping trip with the twins and their dad. I also like the original That Darn Cat, thank you very much, I'll be here all week.
16. The Adventures of Buckaroo Banzai. The line I used was chosen over "Doomed is your soul and damned is your life" because I thought it'd be harder, and, uh, it was. Once (last semester, really) I was talking to a teacher of mine while wearing a jacket I'd ironed a Banzai Institute patch onto. He asked me what it was, and I had to sum up BB, which was a challenge. I said that it was about a guy who was a sort of caricatured renaissance man, a surgeon, rock star, race car driver, inventor, and martial-arts-of-some-kind expert. He had to save the world from the bad guys, essentially. The teacher said, well, is he your role model? At the time I was taking the animal cognition class from Irene Pepperberg, and the teacher I was talking to had been teaching me typography. I had been telling him I was thinking of taking a programming course, too, I think. So I had to agree, even though it'd never occurred to me before.
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