Hucklebug, Episode 116: under the weather, RIP Shea and Yankee Stadiums and Norman Whitfield, shout-outs, movies (Bet: Steal a Pencil for Me, French Can-Can, Wristcutters: A Love Story, Zero Hour!; Stennie: Strangers With Candy, King of Kong, I Know Where I’m Going!), lowlights & highlights, fuck-offs and you-rules, Movie Mash-ups!
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I think I will also make a donation to Planned Parenthood on Sarah Palin’s behalf. Please, people, especially those in swing states, VOTE.
Hope you’re feeling better.
Mash-ups. Sorry, couldn’t limit myself to just one.
Just be thankful I didn’t attempt to mashup JACKIE BROWN and THE BROWN BUNNY.
1. An ambitious oilman shares a milkshake with a murderous M. Emmet Walsh, easily.
2. Nine years after falling in love in Europe, a man and a woman reunite to drown William Holden in a pool.
3. Coney Island drug addicts battle demons and refrigerators, while emulating the soulful spirit of the Supremes.
4. Sam Spade ditches the bird and becomes a spy for the Soviets.
5. Musicians dress up in drag and mock Top Gun!
6. A false prophet (who really hates the Romans) joins the Chicago Bears and dies tragically, but not due to crucifixion.
7. A man who has unknowingly lived his entire life on television dreams of becoming a dancer in Las Vegas.
8. Take my daughter’s hand in marriage? That’s an offer I can’t refuse.
9. Heath Ledger dresses as a frightening jester, learns to joust and dances to David Bowie.
10. An epic tale of the Normandy invasion by flesh-eating alien plants.
Some of these are wonkier than others, but there should be enough hints to solve them. Hey, who knows, someday I may do some more.
Scotland may officially be part of the United Kingdom, but there’s a big difference between “the most British man ever” and *any* Scotsman! In fact, I’m pretty sure that a man from either country would take offense at the comparison.
In fact, when I saw “I Know Where I’m Going” on the big screen a few years back I kept thinking “*that* guy is supposed to be Scottish? His accent’s pretty weak.”
If you’ve been to Scotland, you know what the accent sounds like. It makes James Doohan sound like Bugs Bunny.
I’m adding Zero Hour to my queue but I do wish you guys would go light on the spoilers. 🙁
Speaking of Airplane! what do you guys think of Airplane II? I rather liked it. It was written by a guy who would later write a Canadian TV series that I thought was pretty brilliant called “Newsroom” which was basically “The Office” set behind the scenes of an evening news show. The first episode opens with the managing editor asking about a recent boat sinking in the Amazon river where everyone was killed. He says: “Were there Canadians aboard? It would be really good if there were Canadians aboard.”
Later, the same character asks his Mercedes dealer why his windshield-wipers weren’t working, adding: “When Hitler marched into Paris, I think he could see through his windshield!”
I do think Airplane II wasn’t as funny as Newsroom (which I’ve just added to my queue as well), however.
Sorry you guys are (were?) fighting viri (viruses?)! I hope you’re both feeling better. I was down with something a couple months back which was cold-ish and very odd since I usually only get sick once a year—like clockwork on New Years Eve.
BBC America must understand that we hurt the ones we love.
It’s *Henry* Paulson, not Harry—or even “Hank” as Bush called him the other day—but I’m glad you are saying fuck-off to him—not only for the reason you cite but because 700 billion new dollars in our economy will tank the value of our existing dollars even more.
Sten, you’re right about the Jon Stewart interview with Tony Blair. Great interview for sure—I had to pause Colbert to fully let my brain wrap around what I’d just seen. Though, I don’t give kudos to Blair since he goes up against world leaders and British Parliament, so I think appearing graceful opposite an American comedy show host *might* have been a challenge he could handle. It was kind of sad to see Blair admit that he liked Bush as a person, though. I guess that’s a rationalization you *must* go make if you want to be America’s pal (read: lapdog).
View to a License to Kill pretty much fits your View to a Kill Bill logline, Sten… I am sort of cheating, of course.
That Thing You Do the Right Thing <—well done, Bet!
How about the story of a slacker from southern California who decides to use ultraviolence and rape to brighten up his life?
Best stinger EVER!! Seriously comedy gold!!
And fuck yeah I’ll take Gandhi!
“Don’t you touch that grain of salt you spindly mother fucker! I’ll stomp on your hand and your brittle, calcium deficient bones will turn to dust!”
Teach him to go on a hunger strike! Where are your bones *now* Gandhi???
Peace my ass… what about proper health!?!?
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(This is a comment from Nick-the-child-not-the-cancer. Feel free to interpret as you will. It does get interesting when he manages to hit the function and command keys. I hope he didn’t wipe the other hard drive)
RIP Paul Newman. Class act, and beautiful to boot.
I’m not sure I’d blame BBC America for the nudity warnings. The BBC has no trouble with nudity. It’s the squeamish, prudish American public that runs screaming from “titties!” wherever they may be. It’s like those stupid ‘ratings’ on the corner of the screen when a tv show starts. I’m guessing the people who think breasts are bad probably did not grow up watching Monty Python and thus need to be warned lest they not avert their eyes.
I got all but 1,2,3,8,10, which impresses me.
Here’s one (should be dead easy):
A bunch of unemployed steel workers go on a naked quest for a killer rabbit.
Oh, I still eat ketchup with pretty much on anything. Including popcorn. I’ve been known to eat it in a bowl with a spoon. Ketchup is probably my favorite food. I agreed with Reagan when he tried to declare it a vegetable. This was probably my first and only republican moment.
You’re right, I always knew Santa was a fraud.
I don’t know if I would count this as an urban myth, but my mother told me once when I was very young, that birds don’t get electrocuted when they sit on telephone/electric wire because they have special feet. I never questioned this or thought about it again until I was 22 and working for a construction company. Who knew the wires were tiny, and all we’re seeing is insulation?!
I also enjoyed the outtakes show – I just didn’t have a whole lot to comment about.
Oh, Stenns – I love Amy Sedaris! That movie was fan.tas.tic. I liked it more than I liked the show.
I just read that Paul Newman died. What a horrible, horrible day. FUCK OFF CANCER!
Hey, Bet? How does one “roll in the floor” exactly? Do you climb inside?
Ok, you totally lost me this week for sure – with the movie mix up. I’ve seen some of these movies, but I never would have gotten a single one of these.
I’m so glad the HB Store is up! I’m going to go buy me a mug, and maybe an nice T-shirt. My #squeeze night shirt is threadbare.
I hope you are both healthy this week!
Hope you’re feeling better.
1) re: The Lovin Spoonful. They got their name from a Mississippi John Hurt song called “Coffee Blues,” that has the lyric, “I want to see my baby, by the lovin’ spoon, just a lovin’ spoonful I declare, I got to have my lovin’ spoonful…” Or something like that.
2) I’ve been trying to work out a country-swing guitar arrangement of the Hucklebug to give to you both, but then I realized I had never heard the entire thing. Also, I’m a terrible guitar player, so that was an impediment too.
3) So, how about this for a movie mashup: A romantic Jewish man tries to distract his son from the horrors of the Holocaust and living in a concentration camp by talking for about two hours about the meaning of life and the nature of reality in this animated film.
Some mash-ups:
A young doctor is sent to work in a remote village and gets involved with a notorious gangster’s girlfriend.
A washed-up actor is hired to be a tutor for a business man’s young girlfriend and watches as her career soars.
A plucky prostitute becomes involved in the porn business.
Soldiers break out of a WWII POW camp and meet up with two kids with telekinetic powers.
A rookie cop loses his gun to a thief who proceeds to hold up a bank and become a media sensation, all on the hottest day of the year.
Another one!
A director attempts to film the life story of Cole Porter amidst turmoil and crises from his cast and crew.
Of course, I meant, “Huckle Buck.”
Bet, don’t go changin’ your bookmarks—just to clarify, the link to my Wikipedia-abuse piece was to the blog of the law school journal I’m a staffer on; it’s not meant to replace A Drinking Song.
Speaking of which, I’d like to give a hale and hearty fuck-off to the RIAA and Comcast, (a.k.a. Lord and Lady Doooossshhh-baaaaaag!*)In fact, I think I will:
http://jolt.unc.edu/blog/2008/09/28/and-isn’t-it-ironic-little-too-ironic
I’m also hoping to publish an article an upcoming edition of the Journal about the FCC’s recent smackdown of Comcast’s “traffic management” policies, which basically amounted to denying bandwidth to users of P2P apps like BitTorrent. Oh, and which they thrice denied even doing.
*Both deserve permanently endowed fuck-offs to be established in their names, IMO
Movie Title Mashups: (My favorite topic EVAH!)
A hottie Federal Marshal can’t help falling for a charming bank robber whom she suspects is involved in throwing the 1919 World Series.
A group of hapless TV has-beens takes on cosmic bullies and cannibalistic Neanderthals in an odyssey of promethean proportions.
A terminally ill baseball player learns to face death with courage, thanks to a crackpot inventor and his magical car.
Following a heist gone bad, a gang of thieves with colorful names helps an American mercenary stage a revenge-motivated coup in a small African country.
An uptight English butler must change his hidebound ways to avoid nuclear annihilation by a giant robot from space.
BTW: I got all of Patrick’s and none of Mike’s (so far).
I’d like to take this moment to sing Stennie a Happy Birthday.
Happy Birthday to youuuuuuuuuuu
Happy Birthday to youuuuuuuuuuuuooooo uuuuuuu
Happy Birthdaeeeeeee dear STENNNNNNNNEEEEEEE
Happy Birthdaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay toooooooooo
ooo o oooo ooo oooooooooo
Youuuuuuuuuuuuu!
Siskita singing? Yeah, that was from me, too.
You don’t want to read me singing. I’ve got a terrible voice. Trust me.
Definitely, Sten—hope you had a great bday. Did you smoke like a chimney? 😀