I was thinking of cross-stitching some pillows with movie lines. Sort of off-kilter aphorisms.
“The Dude Abides” was my first thought.
“I know it was you, Fredo” was my second.
I thought I’d open it up to you all. Then maybe I can start a design company for the movie loving cross stitcher.
“dude!” “sweet!” (on opposite sides of the pillow)
“do it!”
all of harry lime’s monologue from “the third man”
“ca-caw, ca-caw”
“strange women lying in ponds, distributing swords is no basis for a system of government”
“your future’s all used up”
“the price is wrong, bitch!”
My thumbs have gone weird.
I feel like a pig shat in my head.
We want the finest wines available to humanity, we want them here, and we want them now.
I must have some booze. I demand to have some booze.
“This is very cruel, Oskar. You’re giving them hope. You shouldn’t do that.”
“Quid pro quo, Dr. Lecter.”
“I make friends. They’re toys. My friends are toys. I make them. It’s a hobby. I’m a genetic designer.”
“Sometimes I doubt your commitment to Sparkle Motion.”
Mark has already covered Withnail And I, but I’d like to submit this:
“We want the finest wines available to humanity, we want them here and we want them now!”
Here are some others:
“If they move, kill ’em”
“Wanna buy a monkey?”
“Look in your heart!” “What heart?” (on opposite sides of the pillow)
“Baby wants to fuck!”
“Where’s the foetus going to gestate? In a box?”
“Fuck the bonus.”
“Do, Mr Bond? I want you to die.”
“It’s not a tumor.”
“Give us time… Let the girl die… I am no one… I am no one… Fear the priest… Fear the priest… Merrin… Merrin.”
I think I’d pay good money for pillows with these quotes stitched in them.
How much is good money, Mauer?
I’m going to have to do “My thumbs have gone weird” for Pete, he loves that stupid movie.
Hey, one of you said that if you had seen Corpse Bride when you were 9 it would have been more seminal? (Oh fuck, what’s that word I’m supposed to use? Not seminal, germinal.) That’s how I feel about Withnail and I. I cannot abide that movie.
Bob’s/got/a really nice/house!
You are a smelly pirate hooker!
Gimme some sugar, baby!
“There are limits to my comedy. There are things that I’ll never laugh at. The handicapped. Because there’s nothing funny about them. Or any deformity. It’s like when you see someone look at a little handicapped and go ‘ooh, look at him, he’s not able-bodied. I am, I’m prejudiced.’ Yeah, well, at least the little handicapped fella is able-minded. Unless he’s not, it’s difficult to tell with the wheelchair ones.â€
Okay, I had to look up the last one. But it’s one of my absolute favorite David Brent bits, and I wanted to get it all. Stitch that, Senecal!
“There are two things I hate: prejudice against other people and the Dutch.”
from “psycho”:
“a boy’s best friend is his mother” (for the mother’s day crowd)
“she just goes a little mad sometimes. we all go a little mad sometimes. haven’t you?”
“a hobby should pass the time, not fill it” (this one’s for all the cross-stitchers)
from elsewhere:
“fasten your seatbelts, it’s going to be a bumpy night”
“there’s nothing wrong with my bodily fluids”
Given my rants on the gender embalance at work on this blog, I find it amusing that Nikki has provided us with such a provocative outlet for our critical verbiage: cross-stiched throw pillows. I like to imagine their is a keen irony at work here, but I doubt it. That being said, I’ll offer up the philosophical musings of one Tanner Boyle: “All we got on this team is a bunch of Jews, spics, niggers, pansies and a booger-eatin’ moron.”
Even I can’t resist this exercise, says Dayna. [Mark told me I had to identify myself.]
“Wake up, it’s time to die”
dayna, i know living with mark has probably dulled your senses–but you can post a comment with your own name ,you know. just log mark out.
Oh, dude, there is so a keen irony at work.
From the Chuck Heston files:
“Take your stinking paws off me you damned dirty ape!”
“You maniacs! You blew it up! Damn you! God damn you all to hell!”
“People of Valencia! I bring you bread!”
“By midnight, I want every man in this village drunker than a fiddler’s bitch”
“Hi, Big Brother, how’s your ass?”
“Soylent Green is people!”
“Who the fuck ate all my hardboiled eggs?”
Sorry, just catching up on last season’s Arrested Development.
I am really a fan of that show now. It might just be the best US sitcom in years. (Aqua Teen Hunger Force being in its own category).
I almost hope that it does get cancelled so it doesn’t go down hill. The back and forth of plot points (is the dad guilty? Or no?) is going to lead to silliness in scripting. It’s obvious that there is not some 3 season story outline to be followed, which is too bad, as it could lead to some major changes in the characters, deaths, etc. as opposed to keeping characters relatively staticso thety can be in the next season, and be comprehensible in syndication.
See 3rd season of League of Gentlemen to see just how liberating it can be to know the series is going to end.
The US fascination with shows running forever is too bad really.
On another note, BBC America is releasing series 1 of Black Books soon. It would appeal to many here I think. Stars the very funny Dylan Moran. And the very hot Tasmin Grieg.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/comedy/guide/articles/b/blackbooks_66600660.shtml
John scooped me a bit on blue velvet, but I’d add “Baby wants to pinch them!†and “Heineken? Fuck that shit! Pabst Blue Ribbon!â€
Others:
We all got it comin’ kid (unforgiven)
you fucked my wife? (raging bull)
You want the story of my life? Big ideas, small results. (Barbara stanwyck, Clash by Night)
We’re all so hard-boiled, aren’t we? (same as above)
Get out! Get out, before I kill you! (Joan Crawford, Milded Pierce)
I was beginning to find out how big a sucker one man can be (a paraphrase, Robert Mitchum, Out of the Past)
The world’s a foul sty. What does it matter what happens in it? (Uncle Charlie, Shadow of a Doubt)
Bullshit! (Steve McQueen Bullitt)
Times change. I don’t. (Kris Kristofferson, Pat Garrett and Billy the Kid)
If he gets pussy out of this, I’ll eat my flat hat (Jack Nicholson, The Last Detail)
And from TV: “Ah, my little wide-eyed white tailed doe!†(Christopher Walken as the Continental)
And of, course, “Do you feel lucky? Well, do you, punk?†(Dirty Harry)
p.s. I feel a little icky because Nikki is always talking about “germinalâ€â€™ this and “seminal†that…I have to take a shower.
OK, since my favorite (“wake up, it’s time to die”) has been used, I’ll add:
“I don’t believe this! I’ve got a trig midterm tomorrow, and I’m being chased by Guido the killer pimp.”
An of course, because it is so close to home (Ohio, not the dress):
“This is Ohio. If you don’t have a brewski in your hand you might as well be wearing a dress.”
Here’s more, this time from the Kubrick files:
“What is your major malfunction, numbnuts?!”
“I said to myself when I saw you, there’s a guy with the most normal-looking face I ever saw in my life.”
“There are few things more stimulating that watching another man die.”
“You’d be killing a horse. That’s not first degree murder, in fact it’s not murder at all. I don’t know what it is.”
“Open the pod bay doors, HAL”
“You didn’t let me finish my sentence. I said, I’m not gonna hurt ya….I’m just gonna bash your brains in.”
“Do you consider the eating of oysters to be moral and the eating of snails to be immoral?”
Be polite!
Life’s a big doo sandwich and we’ve all got to take a bite (Phil Hendrie)
That’s my penis and your hap penis (last tango in paris)
There’s no way Nikki is soliciting any more quotations at this point, unless she plans to stock a whole warehouse. Nevertheless, I’d like to follow Michael’s melodrama lead with these:
“I think I’ll have a large order of…prognosis negative!”
“God was wrong!!!”
“I’m someone else…I’m white, white, white!!!”
“He was some kind of a man”
“You’re nothing but a railroad tramp”
>That’s my penis and your hap penis (last tango in paris)
Really? I’ve got to watch that, it sounds so cheesy.
wrong spreadable dairy product
yes, Nikki, by all means watch it…i happen to admire the movie though I’m always getting made fun of for it. Brando’s performance is stunning–you would not expect many major actors to have the guts to do it (though Norman Mailer faulted the movie for cheating and not really including shots of Marlon’s actual penis); yes, but be warned, some butter is misused (this is before PETA stepped in and prevented films from even abusing the byproducts of animals. Now films must have a “butter wrangler.”) also, be warned, the movie is something of a male existential weepie—a genre close to my heart; i’d recommend it on a double bill with Antonioni’s The Passenger, but I think that would be too much moving-camera European ennui for anyone to take at one sitting.
p.s. apparently The Big Lebowski has a new DVD release complete with hilarious commentary by the Coen brothers.
This is genius. Thanks, Mark! I’m stealing it and putting it on Facebook. People deserve to see this. I demand they see this. All 9 of my Facebook friends.
Why can’t I like this? Arnab, fix this blog.