mrbellamy

His humor's not for everyone (clearly, since his ratings have been floundering) but I always get a real kick out of him. As Jason said, there's seemingly nothing he won't try, usually on the goofier end of the spectrum -- Geoff Peterson, improvised interviews, mouth organ competitions, puppet intros, censor tags that blurt out foreign phrases like "Oh la la!" or "Ay carumba" instead of the standard *beep* -- but he also dares to venture into more serious or educational territory relatively often, like his weeklong shows touring Scotland and France, devoting his monologue to the history of apartheid followed by an interview with Desmond Tutu, holding an hour long chat with Stephen Fry without a studio audience present, or turning his monologue into a personal testimony on alcoholism: He also chose not to air his monologue after the Aurora shooting, instead giving a short speech from the desk offering his sympathies to the victims. I love his irreverent vulgarity, but it seems that few seemed to take notice of how he often proved himself to be, ironically enough, the classiest guy in late night.

http://www.hollywoodreporter.com/live-feed/craig-ferguson-exit-late-late-show-699470 Bummer. I always thought he was the most entertaining late night host

On a side note, are the prequels the most expensive independent films ever produced? They'd have to be, right?

I actually think "I'm Spartacus!" may be the most famous individual scene in Kubrick's career, weirdly enough, but I also feel like the IMDb ratings are probably accurate that The Shining and/or Dr. Strangelove are his most popular with general audiences. Depends on the definition, though....Spartacus is his most accessible (not sure that's the same as "beloved"), A Clockwork Orange is definitely his most notorious and, along with 2001, probably gets name-dropped the most. As Alex said, it's difficult to determine, but in any case, I don't think Full Metal Jacket is really in that conversation (except with males of a certain age, for whom pretty much everything from Strangelove on is a candidate.)

Spielberg is rudderless. Maybe he should pursue a music career instead, like David Lynch. Weirdly, when he was on Inside the Actor's Studio, he said that if he wasn't a director, he'd want to be a film composer.

Yeah, earlier in the week I just saw the Star Trek one. I'm kind of ignorant about Star Trek so I didn't participate, but when I came back on Friday, there were dozens of them. It just seemed like one of those random bursts of manic energy this place gets, so I didn't think anything of it and joined in. Those of us who weren't bored with it instantly would have caught up soon enough and the whole thing would have died on its own, like the "Williams cues" threads. I do sympathize with people whose new posts in other threads were getting buried, though.

This party's over.

I think it's worth watching if you like Ballard, though I can't compare it to Never Cry Wolf since I haven't seen it yet. The story isn't something that really stuck with me in the long-term, but that's sort of beside the point, anyway. It has a sincerity and quiet elegance like his other films, and above all it's just a nice, gorgeously photographed little love letter to African landscapes and wildlife.

Did he just throw my cat out the window?

I don't know why you would even bother throwing Hitler into a movie list of assholes if you're just going to dump him at #49. They must have been running out of ideas. I don't think this list is complete without Chris Wilton (Jonathan Rhys-Meyers) from Match Point. One of the most infuriating characters in recent years.

I'll add The Black Stallion and Duma to these. All four are by Carroll Ballard, who is kind of the be-all-end-all director of that subject.

O happy quoter. This is thy thread.

Too many Tolkien threads!

Nothing can come of nothing: quote again.

I used to hate quoting Jaws.... I can't imagine why.

You chose the wrong friends. This time it will cost you.

Quote, you son of a bitch!

Now that is one big pile of shit.

The evil starts in Pankot...then like monsoon...it moves darkness...over all country.

I'm an old Galacianer from a mud hut in the Ukraine, and I don't trust Yekke putzes let loose in Europe with unlimited operational expenses!

Japanese submarine slammed two torpedoes into her side, Chief. We was comin' back from the island of Tinian to Leyte. We'd just delivered the bomb, the Hiroshima bomb. Eleven hundred men went into the water. Vessel went down in 12 minutes. Didn't see the first shark for about a half hour. Tiger. 13-footer. You know how you know that in the water, Chief? You can tell by lookin' from the dorsal to the tail. What we didn't know, was that our bomb mission was so secret, no distress signal had been sent. They didn't even list us overdue for a week. Very first light, Chief, sharks come cruisin' by, so we formed ourselves into tight groups. It was sorta like you see in the calendars, you know the infantry squares in the old calendars like the Battle of Waterloo and the idea was the shark come to the nearest man, that man he starts poundin' and hollerin' and sometimes that shark he go away...sometimes he wouldn't go away. Sometimes that shark looks right at ya. Right into your eyes. And the thing about a shark is he's got lifeless eyes. Black eyes. Like a doll's eyes. When he comes at ya, he doesn't even seem to be livin'...'til he bites ya, and those black eyes roll over white and then...ah then you hear that terrible high-pitched screamin'. The ocean turns red, and despite all your poundin' and your hollerin' those sharks come in and they rip you to pieces. You know by the end of that first dawn, lost a hundred men. I don't know how many sharks there were, maybe a thousand. I do know how many men, they averaged six an hour. Thursday mornin', Chief, I bumped into a friend of mine, Herbie Robinson from Cleveland. Baseball player. Bosun's mate. I thought he was asleep. I reached over to wake him up. He bobbed up, down in the water, he was like a kinda top. Upended. Well, he'd been bitten in half below the waist. At noon on the fifth day, a Lockheed Ventura swung in low and he spotted us, a young pilot, lot younger than Mr. Hooper here, anyway he spotted us and a few hours later a big ol' fat PBY come down and started to pick us up. You know that was the time I was most frightened. Waitin' for my turn. I'll never put on a lifejacket again. So, eleven hundred men went into the water. 316 men come out, the sharks took the rest, June the 29th, 1945. Anyway, we delivered the bomb.

We want to show the amendment has bipartisan support, you idiot. Early in the next Congress, when I tell you to do so, you will switch parties. Now congratulations on your victory and get out.

This.You wouldn't watch specific scenes from movies and forget the rest, would you? Would you? I hope not but I'm sure the answer for some people is yes. I wouldn't say I "forget the rest" but are you telling me you've never been driving home from one work one day, recalled a particular scene from a movie that got you excited all over again, popped the BD in, and skipped right to that scene? You watch the whole movie every time, from beginning to end? Even if it's 3 hours? I'm always skipping around with my favorites. Sure, every couple years or so I'll rewatch them in their entirety because they're great movies, but most often I tend to just get the urge to watch those moments that made me fall in love with them in the first place. I often end up getting caught up in the movie anyway and watching more than I intended to, but I'm not seeing what's so horrible about watching something out of context if you're perfectly familiar with the work... Same goes with music. I always listen to the album, soundtrack, symphony, or whatever in one piece the first time, but after that I have my favorite moments and those are what I listen to most often, occasionally going back to the ones I really love for the full experience. I don't think there's anything weird about grabbing my iPod and listening to "The Chairman's Waltz" and then moving on over to "The Asteroid Field" simply because they happen to have been stuck in my head that evening. Why listen to both albums straight through just because I got the urge to hear those two tracks? That seems ridiculous! Unless that's not what you guys are saying. I don't really get it.

But what kind? What kind of shark? *Tiger shark* ...A whaaaat?

Auhhh I didn't get it! I didn't geeet it! I WASN'T NOOOMINATED! I got beaten out by Fellini!