Month: April 2013

From one scotch drinker to another, requiescat in pace.

Let’s see if they actually go along with the clever idea of privatizing her funeral, instead of giving her one whose costs are covered by the state.

For your Saturday evening viewing pleasure, I present this dumb-but-fun film from the summer of 1992: Encino Man, starring Sean Astin, Brendan Fraser and Pauly Shore. Never mind its 16% rating on Rotten Tomatoes — it’s a fun film.

Encino Man in English

And for those of you who grew up on Bollywood, here’s a treat:

Encino Man in Hindi

I have no idea how they translated some of Pauly Shore’s expressions. “Buuh….ddy!” is pretty easy, but some others, such as “weezin’ the juice” or “fresh nugs” might have been a challenge. If you speak Hindi and watch the film, please let us know in the comments!

This one’s making the internet rounds today:

Transcript

Kim Jong-Eun: I’M GOING TO NUKE EVERYONE

Dude: (Offers a Snickers bar) Kim, eat a Snickers

Kim Jong-Eun: Why

Dude: Because you turn into a war mongler [sic] when you’re hungry

Dude: Better?

PSY: Better.

If you’re not familiar with the Snickers “You’re not you when you’re hungry” ads, here’s the one with Betty White:

…and here’s the one with Robin Williams and Bobcat Goldthwait:

It’s official: the official pie of the state of Texas is the pecan pie. It turns out that 20% of U.S. pecans come from Texas, even though many people — myself included — associate pecans with Georgia.

You know what else I think of when someone says “pecan” and especially “pecan pie”? The movie which features this scene:

Ah, what the hell, it’s Friday. Here, watch the whole movie:

Here’s a strange parallel: like Harry, I was married for five years after which the wife decided to move out, and now I’m seeing a cute blonde.

And I’ve made a woman “meow”.

One more thing:

One of the greatest movie romances of all time involves Billy Crystal. That’s how good Nora Ephron was. A truly sad day.

— Jon Hurwitz (@jonhurwitz) June 27, 2012

He knows weapons of mass distraction when he sees ’em.

So long and thanks for all the wonderful reviews. And a special “thank you” for penning the schlock-a-riffic Beyond the Valley of the Dolls, one of my favourite “so bad it’s good” movies.

I may have to hold a movie night this weekend in his honour.

See you at the movies, Mr. Ebert.

I mentioned wizards in the last post, so this picture’s a good follow-up.