There seems to be nothing girls like more than really sappy depressing movies where someone’s true love dies at the end of some tragic disease. I’ve never seen Love Story before, but I did
“Who are those guys?” William Goldman’s elegiac script does a pretty good job of convincing us that Butch Cassidy (Paul Newman) and the Sundance Kid (Robert Redford) were the original Rock stars of the
Newman and Redford play two more guys who absolutely under no circumstances would ever consider getting a real job. Has anyone ever played so many likable losers with as little career ambition as Paul
Jake: Well you see me and the lord have an understanding. Elwood: We’re on a mission from God. I am never not amused by the Blues Brothers. Some real Rock and Roll type people
Anita: You sleep until noon and then you watch Rocky and Bullwinkle and then you drive your cab what a couple hours a day and then you come home and order out food and
Redneck: What kind of cop are you? Reggie Hammond: You know what I am? I’m you’re worst fucking nightmare, man. I’m a nigger with a badge. That means I have permission to kick your
Who would have ever thought back in the day that Warren Beatty would prove to be brilliant as a rapper and such a disaster as a white bread singer. The idea behind Ishtar was
“You bitches from hell. You’re gonna pay for this!” Earl the harried truck driver. Thelma and Louise is grade A propaganda of the first order, sort of a female version of the Melvin Peebles
The Last Boy Scout has a great opening scene. Wide Receiver Billy Cole (Tae Bo King Billy Blanks), hopped up on God knows what, is having the game of his life, which somehow is
I think under different circumstances … You and I probably still would have up hating each other.” I generally find Charles Grodin to be almost unbearably annoying, and I haven’t seen even one of
“Hello, Sugar Tits” Was it really necessary to make four of these? I mean how original was the first one to begin with? People would have you believe that Shane Black was a genius
“Boo-Ya” When Matty Rich’s Straight Out of Brooklyn was released the same day as Jungle Fever, the petulant little leader of the Black New Wave struck out at his inexperience, unwillingness to go to