It was the chain Randal worked at in Clerks. My favorite laugh in the flick is when he adds "Happy Scrappy Hero Pup" to a list of extremely pornographic videos.Quoting megladon8 (view post)
It was the chain Randal worked at in Clerks. My favorite laugh in the flick is when he adds "Happy Scrappy Hero Pup" to a list of extremely pornographic videos.
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“What we are dealing with here is a perfect engine, er... an eating machine. It's really a miracle of evolution. All this machine does is swim and eat and make little sharks and that's all.”
My most sincere apologies for abandoning this for so long.
I'll get it started back up soon. The last few weeks have been incredibly stressful to say the least.
"All right, that's too hot. Anything we can do about that heat?"
"Rick...it's a flamethrower."
No worries dude. Hope everything's going alright.
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Year: 1992
Age: 5
Hook (1991 / Steven Spielberg)
1992 was a pretty big year, and I remember only a few certain things. 1992 was the last year I spent in the house I was born - not that I was actually born in the house, but you know what I mean. I spent the first 5 years of my life there. Early on in 1992 my family also went on the first (and only, to this day) vacation we'd ever been on - it was to Florida, where my grandparents (maternal) would go almost yearly. We went for a week if I remember correctly, staying in a little rental property where my grandparents would shack up.
I still remember the day we arrived most distinctly, and I'll tell you why. We arrived at the little condo in a rental van with all of our luggage and my parents told me brother and I to go play in the back yard while they took care of my little sister (born just a year prior) and unloaded the luggage into the house. So in the backyard my brother and I explored - the grass hadn't been cut in a few weeks so it was quite high. I decided to just plop down on the grass and enjoy the sun. Suddenly I felt quite a sting in my pants, on my bum. Then another. Then a hundred more.
I had sat right on a fire ant nest.
So, while everyone else went to the beach, my mom and I stayed home in the condo for the first two days of the visit, I in a bathtub full of cold water and her running back and forth from the kitchen, fetching ice for my bum and spoonfulls of Benadryl to keep the swelling down.
After that, though, the trip was fun. I saw DisneyWorld and it was as magical as it could be to a 5 year old in the early '90s when Disney movies were events - that's pretty magical.
So what does this all have to do with Hook? Well, nothing really. Except for it being 1992, the last year in the house I was born and raised 'til the age of 5 in, and my very last memory of that house was watching Hook in the front family room.
It was a beautiful summer evening, early enough that it was still sunny but late enough that the sun had turned to an array of pink and orange light shining in through the drapes of the room.
I also have an amusing memory related to this movie which didn't occur in 1992 but is nonetheless worth sharing. It must have been '94 or '95, and my brother and I had just finished watching it. I was absolutely amazed by that chubby kid who was able to roll across bridges and down flights of stairs, and decided that his technique must be flawless and copyable. So I tried to do it down the 14-step flight of stairs in our new house.
And that was the first time I ever had the wind knocked out of me.
"All right, that's too hot. Anything we can do about that heat?"
"Rick...it's a flamethrower."
Year: 2007
Age: 20
Memories of Murder (2003 / Joon-ho Bong)
I will not mince words here - Memories of Murder is one of the most haunting, devastating films Jen and I have ever seen. What I've seen described as "a Korean Se7en" is actually much more harrowing and humanistic than Fincher's inarguably dark and sick masterpiece. It tells the story of Korea's first formal investigation of a serial killer, and how the investigation was pretty much hopeless right from the start. It's frightening, powerful, and at times even quite funny. It's an incredible movie.
And I watched it while eating bowl after bowl of kimchi.
Bowl after bowl after bowl of kimchi was consumed on the cold winter night (shortly after Christmas) in which Jen and I watched Memories of Murder. I remember this distinctly because I don't think I've ever had such bad heartburn. Mix that in with the heartache of the film's tragedy and man, I was just abusive to my heart that night! Before you start in on me, yes, I am aware of the fact that heartburn does not actually have anything to do with my heart.
This is a memory in which the film was more memorable than the events surrounding it. No rolling down the stairs and winding myself, no trip to Florida, no crapping my pants with fear - it was just an incredible film viewing experience for Jen and I, and one we reflect on quite frequently.
Certainly not one of the more entertaining entries on my list, but it's memorable for me all the same.
"All right, that's too hot. Anything we can do about that heat?"
"Rick...it's a flamethrower."
I will never forget that one either, Braden.
I have to disagree with you on one aspect of it. There was a scene that scared me so much I felt physical terror. I'm not exaggerating a bit. []
Heartbreaker of a movie, and a solid 10 for me. I'll never forget it.
My Mom - 10
What are you disagreeing with?? I totally agree
"All right, that's too hot. Anything we can do about that heat?"
"Rick...it's a flamethrower."
What are you disagreeing with?? I totally agree
Sorry, I was disagreeing with your "no crapping your pants with fear" comment.
My Mom - 10
A quick peek at some of the hilarious situations I'll be talking about in upcoming entries:
How I discovered masturbation...with a zombie movie!
The first time a girl touched my wang!
Getting caught trying to rent an R-rated movie at the age of 9!
"All right, that's too hot. Anything we can do about that heat?"
"Rick...it's a flamethrower."
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